Work, History, & More Manila Musings

I’m back to an 8 to 5 grind. I spend most of my days poring over history books and I couldn’t really find a reason to complain, not even with a 4-hour total commute time daily from home to work and back. Yes, not even with the traffic, the fast food choices, the air pollution, the noise, the dirt. Manila is a forsaken city, I’ve concluded with a heavy albeit honest heart on the first of a weekly rendezvous in the capital city. I’ve lived in Paco, Manila for five years before (from 2005 – 2010) and the streets are certainly not new. They look shabbier now but it still feels home and I walk on these mean Manila streets only with nostalgia and almost never with regret. Good company comes super handy in my Alabang-Manila-Alabang ordeal (a.k.a. commute) that seems to last forever. Manila Bay sunset on my way home. French architecture right infront of our office. It's that... small. A visitor at work during lunch break. Browsing through vintage books during breaks.

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Where was I? Oh yeah, I am doing a research about Leon Apacible and is reading a book about his brother, Galicano. Galicano Apacible studied and lived in Barcelona, Madrid, Paris among other European cities. He’s actually fond of Paris and was fluent in French. Just like our National Hero, Jose Rizal, Galicano studied to become a Doctor, and both coming from rich families, were sent to Europe for further studies. So Galicano made rounds in Paris hospitals to do some sort of internships.
Now I gotta get back to work.

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