Our first all female club were a stylish group and we went
to the National Housing Authority to find out about their work with the housing
projects.
I have to say when I got back to my host family for a one
hour ‘rest’ before heading out to see some nightlife (which I have to say I did
request) I was struggling to write this post. Even though what we’re seeing
here is amazing it feels like writing doesn’t do it justice. Either that or I
need a few beers and a quick dance before I can write.
So on the way home from the bar with Dennis and Karen he
asks how my day was at the National Housing Authority. As he works there he
knew when I described my hosts office that he was in fact the head of the
organisation. When he mentioned him having he trust of the president further
questioning revealed the man I had been given more than two hours with was
actually the man for housing in the Philippines.
Sadly not being armed with this knowledge and having already
been to see the city planning authority a lot of my enthusiasm was used up and
although I managed to cover the causes of housing issues, their work,
architecture, social mobility, customer engagement, planning legislation, rent collection,
partnership working, breeze blocks, welfare reform and incest I wish I’d had
some more intelligent questions.
As everyone here is too polite to wind up a conversation
when your time is up by the time I left there was a queue of five people
outside waiting. Still I managed to go from the economics of urban migration to
the provision of piggy banks so feel I’ve at least got the main points.
After the first vegetarian meal of the trip and some heated
discussion around whether my job was pointless and the major issues facing the recruitment problems Rotary have in the UK (maybe related to people thinking my job is irrelevant?) we went on to meet someone in the
Department for the Environment and Natural Resources. Again slightly underprepared
as a group we managed to pull together what I hope were some passable and
meaningful questions. As always the conversation was fascinating despite the
pressure to come up with intelligent points on a subject I’d struggle to
discuss in the UK. Richard of course saved the day after seeming not to be listening he piped up with questions that sounded well prepared and thoughtful.
A brief trip and presentation at the tree planting
headquarters allowed us to do some planting of saplings in the type of token
gesture / photo op sequence favoured by politicians. Some shaking of muddy
hands later and our duty was done.
On the way home I went for my first pearl milk tea with the ladies from RC Acropolis and then off for some drinks at the Rotary Centre with my host family (adults only) and then to watch and try some salsa dancing. Try being the operative word for everyone except Natalie! After our brief and slightly inept performance we went outside for pictures to discover that footage from the dance floor was being streamed throughout the hotel... one to remember for next time!
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