DISCLAIMER: This may not be a true representation of this country, but it is here as seen through my lens.
The Philippines. I’ve seen images of this country here and there, in magazines, on TV, etc. But, to see it with your own naked eyes is a totally different story. I don’t even know how I feel about my 14-day trip to this country; I can’t really explain it. Am I happy? Am I sad? Am I enlightened? I just don’t know. But, here is what I do know:
In the USA, I live in my air-conditioned home and drive around in a nice SUV. I drive to Starbucks whenever I please, drop $10 at nearly every visit, or sometimes two visits in one day, as if it’s chump change. And, it was to me, as always. But, $10 (or p500) is a whole lot more on the other side of the world. It means providing a nice hot meal to an entire family of six or more members, and even clean water, too.
I watched as a young boy, no older than 7yo, mount a pile of garbage looking for his next meal (in the middle of the night) as I rode by. I saw an entire family of six huddled over a tiny pot while traffic moved past them as they continued to “live” in the middle of a two-way street. And, I saw children playing in dirty brown water just inches away from a mass of garbage that nearly covers this man-made river. I’ve seen so much in 14 days to last me a lifetime. Sadly, I barely broke the surface.
Despite their less fortunate living conditions, my new cousins and aunties/uncles never once complained. They ensured that I remained on vacation by preparing my daily meals, cleaning afterward, doing my laundry by hand, etc. I was never allowed to pick up a dirty water glass because I was “on vacation.” I’ve never felt so useless in my entire life. At the same time, I’ve never felt so cared for and loved. Usually, one can tell when one is being smooched, but that was clearly not the case with my new family. They observed me as much as I did them. I ask myself, What do I have to complain about? I have it pretty damn easy in the USA. My bad days will never compare to what my family in PI face every single day. Again, what do I have to complain about living the American dream? Nothing. And neither do you.
NOTE: All shots were taken with my Canon 5D and 50mm f/1.8 lens (90% was shot behind car windows), formatted by Poladroid.net.
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