I came to Manila on Sunday - and it has all been about food and golf so far. Oh and feeling a little sick since I brushed my teeth with the local water on Sunday night. How come no-one ever, ever reminds me about the water until after I have consumed it? So I am stuffed full of immodium which has reduced the emergency situation to a high alert. I am playing 18 holes of golf later this morning, so I think I will stock up on some more. I don't want to get THAT feeling playing the back 9. That could mean serious trouble. Yesterday I was at the driving range for a couple of hours, followed by a meal of traditional local food and cultural dances, and then a 2 hour foor and back massage - that is the way all meals should end. The hotel I am in is lovely, the Dusit Nikko, and tomorrow I am going to the island of Cebu for a night. They have a really good gym here too so I have been able to continue running and swimming. And buffet breakfasts. I love buffet breakfasts. You can judge a hotel solely on this aspect I feel. It is always about the breaky spread I reckon. Later Friendlies.