I was announced twice as the “American Ambassador” by one of the emcees.
Not much cow manure on our new road nor much traffic unless it’s time for the local schools to begin their morning classes.
I don’t know if two cows will even pay for a casket.
The crusty old expat’s scorecard for Manggahan 2015.
I run into a group of over-sized mangoes at the Manggahan Festival.
Sometimes it’s tough being an American expat in the Philippines. I’m married to a lovely, loving, loyal Filipina wife and surrounded by some of the most beautiful exotic women and sexy girls on earth.
Hanging out with Papa Duck at Manggahan.
The “Manila Mob” recently stormed through the island province of Guimaras, home of the Manggahan Festival, and the sweetest mangoes found in the Philippines.