Day 3 in Manila, Philippines

I had the usual breakfast in the hotel cafe before proceeding to the customer site. I made sure to eat my full as I intend to skip lunch there.

I started working on the 1st system as soon as I arrived & in less than an hour I was done. The engineers there seemed pretty shocked that it was all over in such a short time. Perhaps to them, dealing with such an expensive equipment requires many hours of delicate work. Not that I am being sloppish or unprofessional, but things move pretty fast once you get the hang of it.

I had also checked on the 2nd system & replaced 2 faulty parts. But the main work will only commence after the 1st system is officially up & running, that will be Tuesday according to schedule.

Thus I was done before lunch time & I checked with the engineers there whether is there any thing they would like me to check on before I made my way back to the hotel. Since they can't think of any so back to hotel I went!

It is a Friday night & I had nothing better to do. So after dinner & 3 bottles of San Miguel, I made my way to the massage parlour located in the basement of the hotel. It is a rather small place just before the entrance to the casino. No one was at the counter when I pushed through the glass door & I noticed there were a few ladies playing cards in a small room adjacent to the counter. 1 of them saw me & came out to entertain me. I made an appointment for the massage & retreat back to my room.

The counter lady called my room at the appointed time to confirm my booking & to inform that the masseuese is on her way up. I was feeling rather jumpy about this whole thing as it is my 1st time experiencing massage.

I skipped all the massage sessions the past few trips overseas with my delicate half. Maybe because the thought of having foreign hands touching me sends chills down my spine. But some things I have got to try to find out otherwise so here I am!

The door bell rang & I was greeted by a lady about 40+ of age. She was polite & the session commenced without any delay. Not that I know how to define a good massage but the initial feeling was rather soothing. Halfway through the session I even fell asleep! I was awaken by her & she popped the golden question. "Sir, you want special?" Huh? NOOOOO!!! I have no intention to be further molested by this foreign lady! It would be like asking my mother to masturbate me! Damn! I wasted no time in paying her & watch her leave the room.

This was 1 hell of an experience for me...