Manila is one large sprawling suburban crawl. The traffic is headache-inducing, bumper-to-bumper cars that line exhaust-filled streets lined up against the pedestrian way. Walking through Manila town is like navigating by shopping malls. These air-conditioned oases act as waypoints and are unmissable landmarks for the pedestrian.

A lot of time is spent waiting in the Philipines. Waiting for the taxi to come pick us up from the airport. Waiting for the hotel to check us in. Waiting for the lady at the tourist desk to give me a map. Waiting in the MRT for the train start when it had stalled in the middle of a route. But I have to admit that I'm the only one that I notice waiting.