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One moment I find myself waiting for a train in the dark with snow falling and only 18 degrees to keep me company and another moment, I find myself with a surplus of sun and 87 degrees, waking up from a nap to the sounds of 25 five-year olds singing songs in Tagalog while a man accompanies on guitar. The school and residence are down a small street off a busy street that, in Southeast Asian fashion, is more densely saturated with shops than the busiest of malls.
Everywhere you look, there are people who are busy merely existing. I look at many of these ambling citizens and have no idea what they do and it thrills me. America is full of people that love to put on a coat of purpose before they leave their house but not here.
Folks here have clearly mastered the art of chilling. But like agents of The Matrix that morph into a random person from out of nowhere to complete a task, a random person that appears to be part of the generic field of citizenry will come to life as if taken control by an invisible agent, grab a wheel barrow, shovel some earthly matter into it and carry it away to a place that hopefully has use for it.
So this is what I love about travel in the modern age, quickly being transported from one environment to a very different one. The babies. A human very early in its development seated nine rows away cries for 10 of the 17 hours on the plane bound for Hong Kong but crying that is spread out over the entire journey so the little turd may have as well cried inside my brain for the rest of my life. The jetlag. Ironically, I was watching the new James Bond film Spectre and was reminded of the most ludicrous element of spy films.
No one ever gets jetlag. I adore the way a character will be in a chase in St. The airplane farts. Either way, it was great to do my yearly long sojourn with Pam, to share in her excitement as we headed to the Philippines for two weeks so we could spend time with her mother and sister and eventually her extended family at a reunion. At the end of the two weeks, Pam would return to Boston and I would carry onto Japan for 11 days and then back to the Philippines for nine more days where I would visit a remote group of islands called Batanes.