Visitors to the Philippines, particularly
Manila, will find the place chaotic and full of life. Filipinos celebrate life like a
Spanish fiesta. We share
food, sing and dance to upbeat music, and pray with such religious fervor. Moreover, Uncle Sam's movies never have to be dubbed in our language.
Poverty, pollution, traffic, coup d'etat, threats of terrorism, Pinoys manage to smile and make the most of the situation, as long as their families and friends are around.
I've been mistaken as a Japanese while in Melbourne, a
Singaporean while in Thailand, and a
Vietnamese in the Philippines. But in my heart, I'll always be a Filipino. Can you pick me out from the picture?