Manila is the kind of city that hammers home how much work we have to do as a human race; over 4 million people live in the urban slums of Manila. Kids ran up to us with outstretched hands hollering money, and I was taken back to my time in India- except I wasn’t as charmed by Manila itself. This rapidly growing city, suffocated by grime, has been built up at breakneck speeds. We were told not to bother with the public transportation and instead experimented with horrendous traffic and perpetual honking from old Jeepneys. Let me be honest: it’s not the kind of place that I enjoyed strolling around… but we still had a great time.
Many kind, smiling Filipinos offered an excited ‘hello’ as we passed on the street. We sampled chicken intestines and other street food, and I spent a strange, amazing night listening to a punk rock band in a Makati night market… but we’ll get there. Let’s begin in Intramuros, the ‘walled city.’ It’s a beautiful historic center and a redeeming area of Manila.
These 24 photos best capture my Manila experience.