txtlog: January 25th, 2007

Haha. If this doesn’t say welcome to the Philippines, I don’t know what does. Crammed into this tiny bus.. Get to a stop where some people get off and the guy next to me moves. As I’m stretching, this old woman unceremoniously elbows me back into my spot, proceeds to turn the air vents solely on me, and is now, apparently, rearranging the contents of her bag, and possibly her life, by putting them in my lap. All without asking me.

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