My Tito Rofel telling me about Manila from the roof of his high rise in Makati.
Another view.
A passing glance of jeepneys from a tricycle.
In Laguna (were I will be living for 6 weeks and where my dad's family is from).
More Laguna.
This is the name of the restaurant. Seriously. Check the Filipino flag.
The group.
The Bird Dance. More on this later.
The entrance to Intramuros.
One wall of Intramuros. (They are 10 meters THICK!)
The River Pasig, from Intramuros.
On guard at Intramuros.
Jose Rizal and I have the same shoe size.
Fish market in Quiapo.
I will actually write later. Supes busy. xoxoxoxxo.
4 comments:
i hope my comment works! we miss you and loooooove yooou! LOVE the bird dance, btw. glad to see you're reppin forever21 in the flipperpines. its GORGEOUS there! i cant wait to hear more :) xoxoxoxoxo
i miss you and am so glad you're getting to do this. keep on crossing things off your list until you get to "move to california"
Dear Michelle:
Daddy is mad at me. I peed on Aria's bed day before yesterday. Last week I peed on Court's bed. Then I pooped on it. I know, I'm bad.
Were there any birds in the bird dance? Bring me one. I will eat it.
I'm fat. I miss you.
xoxo,
Zebrah
The house that fried the chicken. classic.
Natalie and I recently ate at Prince's, aka "the house that made chicken into burning turds." also classic.
miss you.
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