Manila

velvetrobots:

My relative abroad think I am insincere or insane when I say I love Manila. It’s dirty, the concrete rots, the streets are noisy, and the people are rough, they say. But look at New York! But look at Milan! What is Manila compared to them?

But, I can’t love them the same way I love Manila—

Imagine the best mom in the world. Though my mom is far from perfect, that does not mean I would trade in my mom for the best mom just because she’s the best, just because she’s nicer, smarter, or more adorable.

The value of something is more than just how pretty it is, or how popular it is.

So when people talk about how great other cities are, I can agree. But when they ask me which city I love—I can only say Manila, and that’s the only true response anyone could ever get from me.