Welcome to Dasmarinas

I don't have much time to write at the moment and sure more to come later. But let's just say the first day at Dasmarinas, Cavite was filled with marching bands, (somewhat homophobic) singing groups, adoring tweenage girls for Matt, and a torrential downpour out of nowhere. There were also numorous brownouts accompanied by simultaneous screaming. Here are some random pictures.


free the fish?


room with a view


a duplication of Emilio Aguinaldo's house in Kawit


they call us fulbright scholars


me receiving some sort of flower necklace for being alive at DLSU


sa terrace ng host pamilya ko


sininguelas galing sa puno

Sneak peak for next entry (as soon as I have time): The messed up banking system, transportation system, and social welfare system in the Philippines. There' s a strange mixture of trust and paranoia in each of these areas. Furthermore, I hate American Express traveler's checks, they are utterly useless.