I can't remember if I've blogged about Singapore airport or not. I have, right? So clean, so well designed? Good food, cheap hotel with hourly rooms for showers and naps? Friendly staff? Free public internet? Really, it's enough to make you swoon for Confucian-flavored authoritarianism.
En route from Manila to Frankfurt. The world is smaller, yes it is, but it's still a full 24 hours in planes and airports. In the great scheme of things that's perhaps a good thing, but I'm not going to smell too great at the end of it.
Ash Wednesday is the one Catholic holiday I take sort of seriously, and I regret missing Mass today. I probably could have done it, too -- the Philippines is a country that has regular Mass services in shopping malls. Was just too tired and distracted.
I visited Saipan, my old home, for 48 hours and a bit. There's a long post to come, or maybe two, about the sad state of affairs there. Short version: collapse of the local garment industry + federalization of immigration + global recession = total economic collapse -- it's like 1932 there, or like what I imagine 1932 was like. Not so cheerful. But more on this anon.
Watched the State of the Union address in Manila. Filipinos are... interested, in Obama.