Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Once upon a time, I was wandering around outside Glorietta a foreign-looking guy came up to me, and asked, in heavily-accented English, "Excuse me, where can I find an `otel?" I looked at all the hotels around, and gave him a puzzled look, and waved my hand vaguely in the direction of the hotels all around us. He repeated his question, and his accent did not make his question any clearer. Again, puzzled look. Then he asked, "Do you speak English?" And I thought, "Well, yes, and better than you," but I kept silent and directed him to a security guard. Frustrated over my lack of assistance, he walked away, probably cursing me in whatever native tongue he spoke. Yes, I do my part to promote tourism in this country.
