I’m big in the Philippines. I mean HUGE! Literally, that is. I spent a glorious week sampling the delicassies, like this guy
But the Phillippines does not only excel in visually impaired trubadors, but also in painfully adorable children performing their traditional dances to the utmost level of nuclear cute.
What else does the Philippines boast? Colors for days! Here’s a gorgeous spectrum from Magellen’s Cross and the Basilica of Santo Nino in Cebu:
The food is also really fun and colorful in the Philippines, even if you’re not so into staring deeply into your dinner’s eyes, like the lechón up at the top.
You’ve got these breakfast guys:
And leggedy friends for lunch:
And dinnertime is the only time you could ever feel crabby
which you arrived at by this
and even the airplane snacks are happy
But no trip to the glittering archipelago is complete without a trip to the famous Chocolate Hills of Bohol
and you can’t miss the Bohol Bee Farm
because if you are lucky Ruel will be your tour guide, and he is a Filipino National Treasure
and he is also very brave (those are his hands)
and you’ll never want to go home because the Philippines realizes that you are big there, and has thus made bathtub accommodations to suit your outrageous proportions
rather than dirty looks and ill will, is impossible to imagine, unless, that is, you are in the Philippines.
Where you are big and very very happy.