Chapter 106: Guests
Manila.
At the Austin Hotel, two tourists, a man and a woman, stayed here.
The man was a black-haired white man in his twenties, wearing one stud earring, sitting on the sofa, and he looked at the phone screen helplessly:
"From tomorrow, Luzon intends to start activating the restraining order for a period of three months."
After taking a shower, the blonde woman who was holding a hair dryer to blow her hair looked indifferent: "Then it should be considered a trip here." β
"Christine, the tourist attraction may be temporarily closed, and we can't stay in the hotel all the time, right?"
Christine turned off the hair dryer and asked with a wink, "Are you dissatisfied with the fact that you have been in the hotel with me?" Dear Anthony. β
"No, it's just that I've been in the hotel and I feel like I'm in jail." Anthony seems to recall some bad memories.
Christine took out a lady's cigarette, lit it, and lay on the couch, flipping through the Luzon travel guide on the tubing.
Anthony, on the other hand, twitched his ears slightly, closed his eyes and sat on the sofa, as if listening to something, and after ten minutes, he opened his eyes:
"There are so many cockroaches here."
Christine was very calm about this: "Whew...... Where are there no cockroaches? Except for the South and North Poles. β
"Is there anything you'd like to go?" Anthony digressed.
"Let's go to Bonifacio Avenue first! I heard that there are many Spanish colonial buildings in the area, and it is also a famous shopping street. β
βOKοΌβ
In the afternoon, it was more than three o'clock.
The two men, dressed in shorts and short sleeves, appeared on Bonifacio Avenue shoulder to shoulder.
Anthony took pictures with his camera until the two came to the door of the church of San AgustΓn, a church built during the Spanish colonial period.
The two of them went straight into the church.
Inside, there are rows of benches where many locals are praying.
Anthony and Christine sat on a bench in the back, quietly listening to the chant playing on the tape recorder as several priests baptized their newborn child.
The two of them did not make any other moves, and after half an hour, they quietly left the church and continued to explore the various attractions of Manila.
In a shop that sells small toys.
Christine, like a little girl, held a bamboo kitten, and asked with a smile, "Anthony, this kitten is so cute!" β
Anthony, who looked helpless, leaned against the checkout counter: "I can't even lift it." β
As for Anthony's complaints, Christine continued to hold all kinds of small toys and play with them in her hands.
The owner of the toy store is a middle-aged man with a smile on his face all the time, and there are two employees in the store, a man and a woman.
Anthony smiled and asked, "These toys are very good, but unfortunately there are no such toys in California." β
The boss replied with a smile: "These toys are all hand-woven or carved by our local people, but they are very rare. β
"Oh, are these handmade works of art?" Anthony asked, surprised.
"Haha, not exactly, many of those bamboo products and wood products are handmade, while plastic products and resin products are produced in factories." The boss explained.
Anthony picked up a bamboo-woven cat nest: "It's a pity, this cat nest is picked up and sold in California, and it is estimated that it can be sold for 100 dollars." β
"Really? That's a shame. "The boss's expression didn't change much.
Anthony didn't continue, but looked at his watch and shouted, "Honey, it's almost time for dinner." β
When she heard that it was time for dinner, Christine could only reluctantly take her three favorite bamboo toys and come to the counter to settle the bill.
After the two left, the boss was still busy with his head down.
The room at the Austin Hotel.
The two of them who had eaten dinner were lying on the sofa again.
Floor-to-ceiling windows offer a night view of Manila Harbor.
"What's the catch?"
Christine shook her head: "The church is very clean, the jewelry store doesn't have a favorite style, and the toy store is average!" β
"How about going to Limanan tomorrow? I've heard that there are a lot of beach projects over there. Anthony suggested.
"Airplanes?"
Anthony shook his head and pointed to the tourist map: "Take the train to the past, just to visit the scenery along the way." β
"OK, you can arrange it!"
The next day, the two bought train tickets to Lima South.
The slow train is not much different from the American side, the whole journey is about 300 kilometers, and it takes about four or five hours.
Christine sat next to the car window, observing the scenery and the city along the way.
As the train passed through the city of San Pablo, the scenery on both sides began to change noticeably, as they began to enter the territory of the Fernando family.
The area around Manila, both urban and rural, is a densely populated area.
After passing the city of San Pablo, there was a sense of disconnection.
The rural population here is not large, but the urban population is more dense than in Manila.
The two of them temporarily canceled their trip to Lima Sur, intending to spend a day in the upcoming port of Lucena.
Out of the train station, Christine stretches while Anthony looks for a taxi, but it's not the same as what they encountered at Manila's airport, and there is no swarm of taxi drivers.
It wasn't until they walked out of the train station to the service street that they saw green taxis lined up on the side of the road, and the drivers were all in their cars.
Many customers just pull the door seat and go up, and then the taxi starts.
Anthony pulled his suitcase, walked over to a taxi, and knocked on the window: "Hello, driver, how much does it cost to go to a better hotel nearby?" β
The driver of the green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right on his arm showed a mouthful of big yellow teeth: "A better hotel nearby?" That's the Plenty Hotel, 86 pesos. β
Anthony looked at the other taxis and saw that the other drivers didn't mean to come and grab customers, so he nodded: "OK." β
The two got into a taxi.
Big Yellow Tooth stepped on the accelerator and quickly drove in the direction of the Rich Hotel.
Anthony asked curiously, "The taxis here are not the same as those in Manila?" β
"Almost!" Big yellow tooth perfunctory return.
Anthony didn't ask any more about this, after all, sometimes there are too many questions, and it is easy to arouse the suspicion of the other party.
And 86 pesos is really not high, but the two were charged 500 pesos at the Manila airport.
At the traffic light intersection, Anthony saw that the streets here were very new on both sides, and there were no potholes on the road, and no one ran a red light.
Of course, that could also be the reason why several traffic wardens standing guard were carrying assault rifles.
The first impression of Anthony here was that the infrastructure was good, and then it was very organized, without the clutter of Manila.
Another impression is that a large part of the city is very busy.
Not for a while.
After the traffic light, the taxi stopped in front of a good-looking hotel.
"It's here, 86 pesos."
Anthony gave the money and entered the lobby of the Bounty Hotel with Christine.
Anthony was satisfied with the interior of the hotel, at least the taxi driver didn't drop them off at the hotel.
It's just that the two of them don't know that there is a family behind the taxi company and the Rich Hotel, and when they solicit customers, they will naturally give priority to their own industries.
If Anthony says that he wants to find a restaurant, a homestay, a hospital, a cafΓ©, a bar, a supermarket, etc., Big Yellow Tooth can match his own industry.
As long as you enter the control area of the Homo sapiens system, it is basically impossible to avoid the industry of the Homo sapiens company.
Anthony and his wife soon checked into the Plenty Hotel.
Thank you for your support (Ο'), and thank you for the reward of book friends "after meeting every day".
(End of chapter)