Gala Pinoy Redux

We skip the photography-related geekery for this week to make way for this short photo essay I’ve compiled just after the typhoon Falcon. I originally set out to take photos of the Marikina river and some flooded parts of the city. But what I ended up with a set of photos of the things people did after the typhoon. Check out the video to see what I captured.

Shot from the hip, I only realized that this couple was wearing matching shoes as I was reviewing my shots.

“Ser, bawal ho mag-picture dyan (Sir, you cannot take photos there).”

“Bakit? (Why?)”

(For security purposes, etc.)

I get pissed when security personnel ask me not to take photos of the place for security reasons. Really? Have we become this paranoid?

There was also a time at a mall when a lady guard asked me to open my bag so she could check it. I told her that she already has a metal detector, so why not use that? Just to double-check she tells me.

Okay, I don’t have anything against security personnel since I know they’re just doing their job. What I hate is the paranoia that surrounds many of the establishments in Metro Manila.
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This guy catches some sleep while waiting for somebody to arrive at the airport.

I was never the guy who frequented bars on weekends, even on weekdays. Maybe it’s because I’m as graceful as a twig on the dance floor. Or that I’d rather talk to my friends over bottles of beer than try to make myself heard over loud, thumping club music.

But a night with my friends in Cebu an exception.

“Let’s go bar-hopping tonight,” I eagerly told my friends about my bright idea. They nodded in agreement most probably out of courtesy.

Great. We’ll drink and ask for girls’ numbers. The night is going to be fantastic.
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