I’ve been in The Philippines for eleven days now. Here are the updates.
Working With Chris
Chris Ducker is a destroyer. From the day I landed here I’ve been busy working on interesting, fast moving projects. You could say I got swept up into it.
Experiencing his managerial prowess and hearing his stories of building businesses all over the world has given me more valuable business knowledge than my 4 years studying International Business in the University system (I’m exaggerating - I really value my University experience.)
The other day he says to me, “Ian lets take a picture for this blog post.”
My whole face is swollen up with a fungus infection because silly me was sucking on a dirty mango in the excited mist of returning to the tropics. I’m definitely not looking as dashing as possible. Anyhow, Chris has an electric attitude towards getting stuff done, and I like that sort of attitude. “Alright, lets do it!”
For those following me through him- don’t worry. The guy is firing on all 8 (12?) cylinders and there will be heaps of great stuff to come.
This place is loud, dirty and pure havoc.
I love it. Honestly, it’s pure freedom.
I’m coming off 9 months in New Zealand. New Zealand is probably the safest place on Earth. The national news talks about cats stuck in trees. No one has guns. There are no snakes. Stores all close before 4:30. It’s a utopia if you want to chill and raise a family.
Here in the Philippines, things are different. Everything looks unsafe here. In fact, I don’t think I’ve seen one thing in the past 11 days that wouldn’t make NATIONAL news in New Zealand. From the overloaded droopy power lines to the helmet-less family on a motorbike. From the smog chuggin’ trucks to the no-refrigeration open air fish markets. Hell, there are even shotgun sportin’ security guards outside each bank! Everything here would be considered a crime in New Zealand. I like it!
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My 200 km Drive Around the Island
I hired a scooter and drove 200 km around the north end of Cebu Island in a day.
I didn’t see another white guy until I got back to Cebu.
What a fantastic adventure.
Here is a small and beautiful photo blog of the Journey.
The fungus has cleared off my face (thanks to the freedom to buy prescription medicine over the counter.)
Also, I got a hair cut today. It was a great bare essentials haircut with no luxury spared. A bit of a massage, a bit of a straight razor shave (with a utility style razor), a bit of isopropyl alcohol for gel. I even learned some new Visayan words. My barber, Joseph, stands about 4’6″ and lives across the street from me.
It cost 40 philippine pesos.
If you want to know how much that is in USD, Google the phrase “40 php in usd”
That’s it… for now…
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