We took our first trike ride to what
was called China town but felt similar to everything else in Manila
with a few more Asian specialty shops. The trike wasn't powered by a
motorcycle like most I'd seen but instead was powered by a very
ambitious man that let us talk him down to 50 Pesos and after we got
to our destination I felt a little bad considering how much work he
had to do to get us there and I reasoned he was the one that let took
the money.
We walked around and couldn't find any
pants that Meg would both want to own and that were a reasonable
price. We ended up going to a near by mall that was full of local
shops. The mall felt more like an indoor market. Every shop had a
space about the size of a storage unit and with the metal gate to
boot. We stopped by a church that was on the way and took a peak
inside. While we were there a wedding was finishing up. After all of
the trouble to get pants, we made our way back to Intramuros to get
our visas.
We got to the office and picked up the
correct forms. We decided that we didn't have everything we needed
(flight number coming to Manila) and we wouldn't have enough time for
the visas to get processed that day. We headed out into the inner
walls of Intramuros for some adventure.
Intramuros has history and you can feel
it as well as see it. The experience is more than some rusting cannons, old chapels, and congested streets. It gives you a feel and
a look at what Manila is and the Philippines to an extent. Intramuros
is an historical site exploited for tourism, used to house the poor,
school the well off, and give place for businesses. It is an
experience. I left Intramuros with a new connection to the place I
had been staying at for several days. I also left feeling a little
more comfortable with mingling in the swarms of locals...but only a
little.
We went to SM Mall of Asia to plan out
what we do the next day about the visas and the like. We ended up
back at Green Belt and saw The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo.
A movie in a nice place like Green Belt and being in the Philippines'
largest city, I would have expected to pay more than the ~5 USD but
it felt a good price. Movies are way too over priced in the states. I
thought it was very interesting and efficient that when buying your
ticket you pick your seat ahead of time and are shown where the seat
is in relationship to the screen. I'm not sure the practice would
work in the US but I wish it would catch on, because you don't have
to walk into a crowded theater looking for seats in the dark.
The next day we made our way back to
the government office and spent the better part of four hours getting
our visas with everyone telling us to go to someone else. The visa we
got was for an additional two months from the time we had arrived in
the country, which is the typical tourist extension visa that costs
3030 pesos. I was happy when it was over and learned that the
government website was very wrong in this case because it quoted a
lower amount, a different amount of days, and the ability for
multiple reentry. We spent the rest of the day at a cafe planning out
our Japan and Korea trips before we'd have to set out for Taal
Volcano—worlds smallest active volcano. We went to a friends place
that we met with the CouchSurfing event and left a few things with
him, while we made the journey at night to the volcano.
That entire city reminds me aesthetically of the party in my pants. true story, everyone is invited.
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