Monday, June 13 marked our departure from Los Baños to our longer-term destination – Quezon City, Metro Manila. Liz and I as well as four IWU students interning with the Food and Nutrition Research Institute (also in Metro Manila) departed with Tito Mon and Kuya Mellord – two of our local contacts – for the city around 6:00 AM. Traffic was surprisingly light, especially considering this was the first day of school for many of the schools in the Philippines, and so we arrived at FNRI an hour early. The six interns and Tito Mon entered the FNRI building and received the general tour. FNRI is a division of the Department of Science and Technology, a governmental agency, and the compound was quite large.
After tagging along for some of the FNRI students’ orientation, Liz and I along with Tito Mon returned to the van to make the trip to Quezon City – the site of the Human Nature office and my internship for the summer. I mentioned the thick traffic in an earlier post, but upon arrival at Human Nature, I realized just how intense Manila traffic can really be. Human Nature sits on Commonwealth Avenue, which happens to be the largest highway in the Philippines. Commonwealth features 8 lanes of traffic headed each direction. Traffic can be so dense that left turns do not exist along this stretch. Instead, there are designated U-turn lanes every half kilometer or so (around a quarter mile).
Before entering the office, we made the short trip to the apartment complex where we were to stay for the summer. The apartments were a short distance from Human Nature – maybe 150 meters, which was well within walking distance. There were 4 apartments in the building, the third door on the left was to be the site of my “rest and respite” for the summer. We got the initial tour, two bedrooms, a small kitchen and bathroom, and an entryway/living room combination. But, we weren’t there to stay and we dropped off our luggage and headed to the nearest mall to get lunch and kill a bit of time. Important note: malls are everywhere in the Philippines, and not just your ordinary malls, gigantic complexes filled with not only stores, but seemingly never ending rows of kiosks. Sometimes it is hard to tell where one kiosk ends and another begins. Tito Mon informed us that the mall we were attending was relatively small, which came as a surprise to me as there were 3 floors featuring a church on the third floor, and a supermarket on the first.
We settled on Mang Inasal, a fast food-type restaurant on the first floor of the mall which sells primarily grilled chicken and rice (with an unlimited rice option for only about 20 pesos extra – an option I found to be quite attractive). After lunch, there was still a bit of time left to kill and our driver, also named Ramon, was in the market for a new phone accessory so we watched him haggle away with a kiosk attendant. Haggling is a skill that comes quite in handy here – most items do not even have a price tag, and it is important to settle on a reasonable price. I usually consider myself quite thrifty, but haggling in tagalog is quite a different ball game for me. Hopefully it is a skill I will master before long, for the sake of my wallet!
Around 12:00 we finally left the mall and set our sights on the Human Nature office. Ten minutes and two U-turns later, we arrived at the ivy covered complex and walked into the store that occupies the first floor. The Human Nature store is a sleek, modern space with some impressive woodwork.
Most importantly, the store has air conditioning! Most of the work day Monday consisted of the grand tour; which was more taxing than one might think because of the tiered structure of the building. To go from one office to another, oftentimes the only way to do so is to walk outside, go up or down a flight of stairs, and duck into a different door. Upon leaving the office for the day, with a new friend from Human Nature, we went back to the mall to get some dinner and find a few simple groceries. We ate at the same restaurant as lunch, because by this time, both Liz’s and my stomachs were questioning exactly what we were doing to them – and grilled chicken and rice sounded like a safe option.
June is a transitionary period between the end of summer and the beginning of the rainy (monsoon) season. Although I definitely knew the rainy season was approaching, with all the other adjustments happening all at the same time, the last thing on my mind was carrying an umbrella. Surely enough, as soon as we exited the front of the mall, we were met with the sound of seemingly golf ball sized raindrops pounding the pavement and cars ahead of us. Without umbrellas, traveling back to the apartment complex seemed out of the question. After maybe 15 minutes of waiting, we decided we were tired of waiting, and caved in and each bought an umbrella for 150 pesos each – around 3 USD. We braved the downpour and made a pit-stop at a nearby Starbucks for our first taste of sweet, sweet Wi-Fi since leaving the airport late Friday night. Liz and I immediately called our parents – who couldn’t have been more overjoyed than we were to hear their voices. With all the turbulence of the weekend, we were both feeling homesick. A feeling I didn’t expect to have so quickly upon arrival.
Finally, we reached the apartment complex a little before 9:00 in the evening. Exhausted from the day, I decided I would unpack later and focused my efforts on getting some much needed rest. I fell asleep rather quickly, but was rudely awakened by an unwelcome visitor – whose identity remains unknown to me still – crawling across my legs. By midnight, I had given up on sleeping for the night. My decision was affirmed when I opened the bathroom door to be met by a beady pair of eyes owned by a nice, plump rat. I couldn’t tell you which one of us was more surprised to see the other, as he nearly jumped out of his skin and I jumped back so far I banged the back of my head on the stairs. Thank goodness for Spotify premium, as the familiar sounds of music comforted both Liz – who gave up on sleep after being awoken by the “thud” created when my skull met the stairs – and I as we stood guard the rest of the night.
Emotions were already running high by this point, considering our chats with our parents and the unshakable feeling of homesickness, so the rest of the night proceeded very slowly. As the cliché goes, every cloud has its silver lining. This situation was no different for Liz and myself. Some colleagues from Human Resources decided that resting all day Tuesday would be much more productive for us than anything we could bring to the office that day. So, Ate Eeena Meloto graciously offered to arrange for us to rest at her house for the day, to catch up on missed sleep and to adjust from the still nagging jet lag. Miss Eena assured us that she would start searching for another place for us to stay immediately. By the time I awoke from my morning nap, my Philippine phone had already been reached by Kuya Mellord, apologizing profusely for our rough experience and long night, and assuring us he would be on top of the search for a new place. For the night, we were taken in by a friend on Liz’s team in International Business, Arabela (Arab), and her family in a beautiful home in Mandaluyong City.
The silver lining was not the change of scenery, or the outcome of the situation (a new place to stay). The silver lining for us was the understanding, caring, and hospitable nature of everyone at Human Nature and our local contacts in Los Baños. They spared no time or resource in ensuring that our experience in the Philippines would be comfortable, productive, and ultimately enjoyable. The care extended by our Filipino hosts was something that I will remember always, and am currently extremely grateful for. Wednesday evening, we met Kuya Mellord and Kuya Carlo for dinner near Arab’s house in Mandaluyong City and we both thanked our two friends for everything they had done, and their fierce hospitality – a trait Mellord assured me was a Filipino staple, and he was definitely not lying.