Only in the army did I see more guns — 2 years ago
I accompanied a psychiatric patient to Manila (long story) and then stayed overnight while awaiting my flight out. It was shortly after the Marcoses were deposed. There were uniformed men with guns everywhere. Every intersection, every door to every store.
My room was on the second floor with a one story shed just outside the window, making breaking in very feasible. I was so freaked out I slept with my passport and ticket under me. The poverty I saw was incredible and the cab driver kept trying to sell me a girl.
I’ve never been so glad to get out of a place in my life.
