I arrived here after one of the most gruelling set of flights in some time. I will spare you the detail, but it will all go into my memoirs some day and you will both laugh and cry.

I am now in Manila and checked into the hotel. I tried to gain internet access in my room but they cannot locate the IT guy so I have gone to the library to check my email. Since I am fatigued and on a public computer with neon lighting, I am having trouble working. I will still deliver the promised work, but perhaps I bother them again at the front desk, search for food, and then hopefully, my access will be granted.

My local mobile is not allowing me to send messages so I will take it to the phone center first thing tomorrow morning for them to look at. Hopefully, it is something simple like my credit is just low.

My 4-8 pm meeting that was scheduled with has been moved to 12-4 am. (Read that again if you need to. It is correct.) He is currently editing something and is on a roll so he wants to continue. He has asked to make the meeting at the later time (or earlier depending on your perspective) so he can meet with me before heading to the airport.

No one can question my dedication. Am so tired and just want to sleep.