Memories of the Philippines


I’m leaving for the airport in about 16 hours and packing is a small hurricane of suitcases, strewn clothing, and random wooden crafts that I believe will all fit in 2 suitcases.

A part from the million memories I have of this transformative experience, I will always remember opening the door in the province of Legazpi and seeing this in front of me.

The Philippines has always been a country of disarming surprises.