Neighbourhood gates.

Definitely not for the tourists nor the fainthearted. Nor for Jimmy as I think smokers crowd the entry in order to show people who value breathing to stay out, where with careful walking it's possible to get an occasional lungful of untainted air.

Compulsory for Catholics.

Graven idols for those of a more severe religious bent, Jimmy's fairly ambivalent due to his heathenal belief.
Interesting that they have a lovely kiosk in Pacific Mall selling them though.

Jollibee was at Jollibee.

With yet another well groomed local, I envy their commonplace barbershops but we're a victim of our wealth leading us to doing our own hair cheaply.
Sadly as a result of Jollibee appearing it was was too packed for Jimmy, even though he was tonguing for it, he settled for a tiny pizza instead.

Teapot Jim.

With you know what behind him.

Legazpi Harbour again.

Lignon hill in the mid-right, hopefully we'll visit tomorrow.
It's very similar to our own famed volcano cone Mt Fox.

Hot sauce.

The label is correct and honest, no showing off.
Pity the Philippines use the absurd and illogical USA dating.
The tiny pizza was superb.

We meet Embarkadero Andy.

Olivia was friendly.

Jim was much more stand-offish having seen dolphins destroy mankind on the Simpsons.