Candie in Oaxaca, MX for ‘Dia de los Muertos’
One of the greatest things about traveling the world is meeting fellow travelers. And meeting these young kids, staying in the hostels while on the backpacker trail, is a real treat for me. By young I mean younger than me—typically in their mid-20’s to mid-30’s. They are for the most part well educated, travel-savvy, personable and not American (and by American I mean not gringo Norte Americano). Candie is a case in point; I fell in love with her immediately (in an old man platonic sort of way—and I suspect that is the first reaction of most people who meet her).
Candie’s personality is infectious. You just can’t help yourself—you HAVE to love her. She is ethnic Chinese, but raised a Filipino in Manila, PI with its 14-Million plus residents (she is the best of two cultures). And she speaks better English than I do. She currently lives and works in Quezon City, working in the family business and also as a part-time tour guide.
She is very confident and independent without being pushy or abrasive. Quick with a smile and a giggle, and generous of heart. She invited me to visit the Philippines when I get back to Asia, and she would put me up and show me the sights—and I think she was very sincere with her offer. And as there is nothing preventing me from doing it, I just might take her up on it—I’ve never seen the Philippines and I would like to (and I love the food). In San Diego, where I’m originally from, we have a very large Filipino community; Candie brings credit to both her country and to her culture.
It was a pleasure meeting you my little Island-girl, be happy, never lose your smile and travel safe. Maybe I will see you in the Philippines in a couple of years (or again on the backpacker trail). Adios mi amiga.
Postscript: This was published with Candie’s permission.