Why is Everything More Expensive in the Philippines!
|March 2, 2012||Posted by Dave under Culture, Economy, Finance, Life, Money, Travel|
“Hot! Whoa it’s too hot!” — Was the first thing I said when I landed in Manila.
I was having a blast in California. It’s still winter, and my body was in hibernation mode. Yep, hibernation mode. It means, you don’t want to, but your body forces you to sleep 10-12 hours a night. Then wake up for a few hours, then sleep again.
For future reference: I did NOT SAY that California is the coldest place on Earth. I just said that I’m enjoying a 45-60 degree Fahrenheit winter temp. Don’t misinterpret please
That’s why having a job in winter sucks. There’s nothing more you’d like to do than to stay in bed. But you have to force yourself to go to work! Or else your cranky boss might shout again.
Because your boss is in hibernation mode too. Everybody is. That’s why your boss is cranky. He wants to sleep some more too.
How great winter is!
And now… I’m in NAIA. I landed in terminal one (crowded airport). And I need to transfer to terminal 3, but the taxi driver is trying to scam me. So I got instead into a long line for the free shuttle to NAIA 3.
So now, I’m waiting in a long ass line outside the airport for a shuttle that never seems to show up. An hour passed, scorching heat came in (I can’t believe I actually brought a jacket), and I felt like I was gonna die.
Actually, my body felt like it was gonna die. My body was in panic.
If my body could talk, he’d say something like this:
What the hell happened!?! Why is it so hot! It was winter a couple of hours ago! What the hell happened!?! Where the hell did HE take us to now?!? Are we back in the Philippines!?! Doesn’t he know the we, his body, hate the Philippines!?!
Is he off to the Philippines to score some cheap hookers again?!? That damn pig!!
And here’s what I’d say back to my body:
First off, my beloved body… I don’t score hookers. Ever. (My wife will probably read this article)
Secondly, yes, we’re back on the Philippines. So sorry, but I need a vacation. I promise, we’ll be back in winterland by the end of the week.
(But shhh, I’m actually gonna to be here for a month )
I finally settled home. Actually, I was still suffering from heat shock. But yeah, I have to survive somehow… (ice cold beer… give it to me!)
My first night in PH, I swear to God, if it wasn’t for the AC, I would’ve gotten heat stroke.
The next day, all the chocolates in my balikbayan box have been harvested by creatures. Some of them I don’t even know. Some random strangers visited me, pretended we knew each other and took some chocolates home. Leeches, I call them. But what the hell, I knew what I was going in for.
I slept off jet lag for a few days, and my body seemed to have adjusted a bit. Grocery time! We went to a bunch of malls (to meet friends), and I was shocked! Everything was so damn expensive!
I compared grocery prices here and grocery prices in California, it’s a lot more expensive in Manila! Now who the hell started the rumor that everything is cheaper in the Philippines? It’s a lie.
So then, naturally, we started scavenging the cheaper markets. The chinese stores, wet markets, etc. Yep, it’s still expensive. Unless, you live in Beverly Hills — Manila is freaking expensive!
So we scurried some more. We decided to visit our relatives in the Visayas. Small towns, everything should be cheaper, right? Right?!?
Nope! Still too freaking expensive!
We checked out the cheapest grocery stores. Yep, I convert prices. Expensive.
But how the hell can that be? Aren’t we supposed to be P42.45 cheaper? When I left California, everybody was scared about how gas prices might go up to $5 per gallon. (It was $3.89 when I left)
Guess what? At 58-62 pesos per liter here, we’re already $5.65 per gallon! If the U.S. raised gas prices to $5.65 per gallon — there’d be a national riot over there!
So how the hell have we been living at $5.65 per gallon all these years? Did I get my math right? I think I did. It’d be embarrassing if I got it wrong. But I’m pretty sure I got it right.
Seriously, how’d we survive at that freaking expensive gas price?
Electricity is more expensive, food, soap, toothpaste — virtually, all grocery goods are more expensive. And I’m here living in a little town in Visayas (off to Boracay soon! Weee!) In Manila, prices would even be more ‘deathly.’
Appliances, electronics, cars are hell of a lot more expensive. Sheesh! If you had 5 grand, you can buy a nice conditioned sports car in the US. But P200,000+ here in the PH would get you a used taxi.
I’m cheap. I scoured the whole town. To the cheapest corners. Sure, you can find dirt cheap goods, but to the extent of dirt poor quality too. I bought scissors for 30 pesos, and it broke the next day.
The only thing I noticed cheap here is labor, dogs, rent and salary.
Dentist was cheap (and that counts as labor). Help was cheap. I bought my cousin a beautiful shih Tzu pup, and it was cheap. And by God, at staggering “everything prices,” salary is cheap!
Who knows, you might earn a lot, but you are few. To keep up with expensive Philippine prices, people need more money.
I’ve imagined over and over again how I’m gonna retire in PH. I used to think everything was cheaper, the cost of living is cheaper. But to the jerk who said “the cost of living is cheaper in the PH” is a… jerk.
Now holy hell, where do I retire?
Still doubt me?
- Compare Walmart prices to cheap grocery prices in the PH.
- Or compare Fry’s prices to electronic and appliances prices here.
- Compare Asian markets over there to wet markets here.
Still won’t take my word for it?
- For $3+, you’d have a one whole monster sized chicken. For a 100+ pesos, you’d have a tiny, malnutrition-ed chicken.
Oh yeah, corned beef is cheaper here in the PH.
Let’s play a game. Let’s think of things that are cheaper here in the PH and list them in the comments section.
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