While driving down the streets of Manila, we saw this little boy putting up election stickers on lamp posts. Gotta hand it to our local politicians, they really go out of their way to provide employment for the Filipino people, even children!
Our visa interview went fairly well. The consul didn't have too many questions. It felt more like a casual conversation than a grilling. It helped that this was a rather than a fresh application.
One other thing also helped. While waiting for our turn, I offered an elderly dignified gentleman in an elegant barong tagalog the available seat beside us. He declined, saying that he was up next. He looked like a pretty important man and that was probably why they moved him up. I figured him for a mayor. After his interview, he came back and shook my hand. I thought that was quite nice of him.
When our turn came, the consul asked me what I did for a living. I told him I taught at Ateneo.
"Do you also teach at De La Salle?"
"Uh, no. Why do you ask?"
"I thought you knew the gentleman who came before you. You shook hands with each other. He was a former ambassador. He's a professor emeritus at De La Salle."
"Ah, I'll be sure to look him up."
Every good deed is its own reward, but sometimes it pays other dividends.
To celebrate, Emily and I spent the rest of the morning and most of the early afternoon in Greenhills. She introduced me to her favorite hopia place. I browsed electronics stuff.