Arrival in Manila. Hey, where's the smoke and fire? This is supposed to be 3rd world. Well, at 0400 sights can be deceiving. But it was a world different than I expected. Green. Lush. Tropical. Palm trees swaying in the watery air.
And I met Glen. Pretty cool dude showing up one or two hours earlier than the flight was to arrive. We skipped Guam. I guess the plane had enough go-go juice with the headwind to avoid the Guam Palm Stop.
I called Glen on one of Marge's three mobile phones. She was my "single-serving" passenger friend on the flight.
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