My brother and I are in the Philippines, visiting my dad and his family. We’ve been in Manila so far, but we’ll head to their house in the provinces tomorrow. I’m typing this on a tiny keyboard, so this won’t be long. It’s good being here, and I definitely like having mango and papaya for breakfast. Being here has made me think of India on more than one occasion, partly because of the architecture (especially churches). Also, the idea of personal space, or lack thereof, is similar. Granted, I haven’t been to India for many years, but this is what I remember.
My dad’s family is great, very kind and even fun. I’ll write more when I steal my brother’s computer.