The Philippines is a country with breathtaking sights and friendly, hospitable people. That being said, it is still a third-world country where money is king, and if you are an easy target, you will be quickly taken advantage of.
Unless you’ve been living under a rock recently, you’ve heard about the recent airport bullet scams. It’s scary to think that the airport officials are targeting us just to make some easy cash. Even after making international headlines for its absurdness, just yesterday another helpless woman fell victim. Who the hell is bringing a bullet on-board a flight, but not the gun? Makes no sense.
There’s really nothing you can do to prevent yourself from being a victim at the NAIA airport. If you want to visit the Philippines, you’re simply going to have to take that risk with a full understanding that you may be one of the few who gets targeted. Complain all you want, but you’ll be complaining to the ones in charge, and they’ll gladly lock you in a cell until you pay. With Christmas season right around the corner, I wouldn’t be surprised if these occurrences increase ten-fold.
I’m on a mission to find someone who can cook and clean my house two times per week. They need to be reliable, somewhat talented, and honest. Did I mention honest? Ok, just wanted to make sure. I’ve already run through 2-3 helpers who couldn’t cut it; excuses about why they can’t come to work (mom in h0spital agin Sir) and other nonsense quickly eliminated them from employment.
Today starts day #1 of my new employee. The task is fairly simple; two times per week he (yes, he, and not some sexy little Filipina girl) will come to my house to cook and clean. On top of that, he will go to the public market to buy the ingredients needed to create the dishes. On his off days, I’ll send him recipes online so he can write down what he needs to buy. Sounds simple enough, right?
I picked him up around 10am outside of my subdivision. He came to the house, studied the kitchen, checked out my food stock, and then I gave him 1,500 pesos to head to the public market and buy the ingredients. My fault there; I should have went with him the first time. Curious about what he cooked today? He cooked this goo.gl/keOef6 and this goo.gl/DPNhBI.
Hard to believe that it’s been one year since Typhoon Haiyan came and went, leaving nothing but utter destruction in its path. On November 8th, 2013, the monster typhoon came through and killed 6,300 people and left another 1,000 missing. Estimates have said that more than one-million families evacuated or lost their homes.
90% of Tacloban (Leyte’s main city) was destroyed by the devastating 7-meter-high storm surges, causing 2,000 deaths in Tacloban alone.
Even one year later, thousands of suffering people still have no home and are forced to live in tents. Through these powerful images, we take a look back on one of the most destructive storms ever to hit the Philippines.
If farmers or fishermen popped in your mind, then you’d be right. There’s about a 40% incidence of poverty among workers in those sectors.
25% of the general population is said to be living in poverty. That’s astounding.
And to top it off, the poverty number for a family of five’s food needs is P5,590. I’m fairly certain that I’m spending more than that on food for myself only. I can’t imagine trying to budget that amount for a family of five. And to think, 25% of the country can’t even make that minimum requirement.
If we add clothing, housing, transport, health and education into the mix for a family of five, the family needs P8,022 to meet the poverty requirements. That’s about P2,500 pesos more – and that P2,500 pesos is supposed to cover all of those things for a family of five? This sure is eye-opener- my electric bill last month was almost P6,000 alone.
Not so fast. But what does exist are “holy union rites” ceremonies, a spiritual joining together of two same-sex people in front of a “duly recognised clergy.”
No, gay marriage isn’t accepted and/or recognized in the Philippines. And I also don’t think, besides proving to each other that they are extremely committed, that this couple gets any legal benefits whatsoever for doing one of these ceremonies.
Nonetheless, it basically looks like a wedding, as they seem to go through the motions of a typical wedding.
What do you think? Should gay marriage finally be accepted in the Philippines? Or are you firm on your belief that marriage is intended only for one man and one woman?
Ah, the joys of navigating the world of courtship in a culture that is not our own. Since my first exposure to the Philippines, I’ve read various materials describing Filipino customs, both relating to dating and life in general. These readings have been helpful in growing my understanding, but it’s through actual experience where it’s really soaked in the most. This is not to say I understand this universe anywhere near as well as Filipino intuitively gets it, but I’m better off from where I was when this was a brand new world to me.
Is the girl truthfully nervous and scared to meet me? Or is she just looking to help out a fellow friend by supplying a free meal? This is an all-too common question making its rounds through my brain at times.
Often in the Philippines, online dating starts with a feeling out process but then quickly moves to the “let’s meet” phase. At this point, things can get a little tricky. In America, perhaps you’ll meet the girl at Starbucks – you know, something easy, quick, and relatively inexpensive just to see if there’s chemistry. On top of that, the girl will probably want to pay for her own coffee just so you don’t get the wrong idea.
In the Philippines, there’s more variables that jump into the dating equation. Although it doesn’t hold true for all Filipina girls, many have ulterior motives when dating foreigners. You may not realize this at first, but the more dates you go on, the more you’ll be aware. Due to the extreme poverty in the Philippines, even something as small as a free Jollibee meal can be a big incentive for a girl.
Let’s say I’ve convinced my first chat mate to finally meet me in person. She claims she’s super shy and asks if she can bring a friend along. As this is my first date in the Philippines, I assume she’s being honest and I tell her it’s fine if her friend joins. She meets me at the mall with her friend and we proceed to Jollibee where I buy them lunch and have a chat. It seemed simple enough and harmless, and now I assume she won’t need a friend with her next time.
As a foreigner, dating in the Philippines comes with different precautions than dating back in one’s home country. Let’s cut to the chase – poverty is an extremely serious issue in the Philippines. On the other end of the spectrum, foreigners that visit the country are usually (but not always) more financially set than the average foreigner; they have money for the outrageously expensive plane ticket, hotels, tourist trips, and constant dining out.
That being said, what happens when a girl from an extremely poor household meets a well-off foreigner? What type of relationship ensues? What are the differences between dating a poor Filipina girl in the Philippines and dating a woman of equal financial status in your home country?
One thing I’ve noticed while staying in this country is that the foreigner-Filipina relationships seem to have a much wider age gap than back home in America. Whereas I’m used to seeing a 35-year-old man date a 31-year-old woman in the States, in the Philippines I’m more accustomed to seeing a male in his late 50s date a girl that just exited her teenage years. But why is this?
To break it down easier, it’s simply due to poverty. The constant pressure to support your family in the Philippines exists to a high degree, and that pressure trickles down into dating and relationships more so than it would in America. From talking to a number of Filipina girls about this issue, there’s only one way to improve the quality of their family’s life and escape poverty, and that is is to get “romantically” involved with a foreigner. It makes sense.
Fruit, vegetables, meat, fish, and flies – that pretty much sums up the public market in Angeles City. And, oh yea, how could I forget a local dog with testicles larger than mine? After hours, though, it’s a bit different. Vendors are cleaning up their blood-stained stalls and closing up shop around 12 in the afternoon, only to reopen around 10pm the same evening.