My last morning in Angeles, the Swagman bus will pick me up from the Orchid Inn at midday. I am heading back to Manila for a couple of nights, but this time staying off P.Burgos Street in Makati, before catching a flight back to Thailand and then straight onto Cambodia…
I head over to the Robinson’s shopping mall to get some souvenirs I am an avid fridge magnet collector, my fridge is plasters with memorabilia from all over the world. Some cute Filipino girls working in the mall, but they are used to being gawped at by sex tourists. Its interesting to see how much Fields Avenue has developed over the past 8 years.
Compared to a picture I took 8 years ago on my first mongering trip to Angeles. That Filipino girl sat on the motobyke looks like she had a late night, life not look easy for her…
I head back to Orchid Inn and have a cooked breakfast. There is a cute Filipina waitress who works behind the bar at the Orchid Inn. Not cute in terms of sexy, but the sort that would make a good wife. I chat her up and she gives me her Skype contact details.
Back To Burgos
The Swagman bus picks me up from the Orchid Inn at midday. The big bus has broken down and we are all squashed into a smaller minibus for the 2 hour journey back to the Swagman hotel in Malate Manila.
From outside the Swagman hotel in Manila I call down a taxi to take me to the Tune hotel off P.Burgos St in Makati. We agree on 200 pesos, but in the taxi he tries to push it up to 250 pesos complaining about the traffic, but is unsuccessful.
Check into the Tune hotel, the room is small but functional, the Tune is a budget option in an otherwise expensive Makati. That evening I head out onto the mean streets of Burgos St.
My cold is still bad and stop off in the Havana cafe and have some hot Chicken curry to try and sweat it out. Its often the case the backdrop to a red light district is a financial center. Im told its better to have business meetings outside of the office, in a less formal environment…
I do a few gogos down P.Burgos St but am really feeling it. When you walk into a Gogo that is mostly empty except for a wise guy sat at the bar with 6 girls around him buying them all lady drinks, you have seen enough for one night.
Eventually I take a massage girl off the street for 350 pesos. She takes me to a room around the corner. The massage is pretty shit also. She not offer any extras, I not ask, she not pretend to accidentally brush her hands against my balls or cock, I not get an erection, not even semi.
Finally I end up in Rogues and get chatting to 37 yo attractive waitress in there. The waitresses in Rogues do not get any wages, only commission from drinks and any private deals they may strike up with customers.
I am having a problem accessing my mailbox on my mobile phone and my contract with Vodafone. I am in between jobs and may have something lined up when I return to London. Im told by the Vodafone operator when your abroad you can only access your mailbox via a private pin number that you must set up before you leave home. Now they tell me, there is no way I can listen or respond to what might be important messages. Not having a good night back in Makati.
My last night in Manila tomorrow, I want to try the freelancer pickup joint the Havana Cafe in the Greenbelt shopping mall, Makati. Even if just to say, been there, done that, bought the t-shirt, took it back and demanded a refund.. 🙂 Some nights you just got to stay in a watch TV, take a night off from fucking and drinking.