I was in my early 40’s before I went to my first nail salon. A Vietnamese family operated the clip joint at a strip mall in Springfield, Illinois. A female co-worker who was always stylishly dressed and immaculately groomed recommended the establishment to me. Now when a “macho man” gets a manicure and pedicure for the first time in his life, that’s a big event. But the Central Illinois outlet I went to certainly wasn’t as high-class as the Posh Nails at SM Seaside Cebu that my asawa and I recently visited.
Cebu City: The Queen City of the South. My lovely asawa and I recently returned from a short vacation to do some shopping and to relax in the famed “Second City” of the Philippines, the oldest city in the archipelago. While I haven’t done anything to earn a sabbatical, my spouse has. My wife has been dealing with the construction of our new home in the Philippines for almost six months now, and needed a break, even though she would never admit to that.
American Expat in the Philippines. Iloilo City. Retired. Lazy. Everybody does everything for me. Well, almost everything. I do pee on my own. Living in “paradise.” Getting older. The Black Forest cake from the Red Ribbon bakery at SM City (see next photo) was purchased by my asawa to celebrate my recent 61st birthday. But I don’t mind getting older. I’m one step closer to collecting my Social Security.