Last Saturday, Hubby and I went on a road trip to Northern Luzon to visit one of his clients. Any road trip with H is always rush-rush, as he is not one who wastes precious precious time. So I had to make do with taking photos from the dashboard.
Cornfields and mango orchards
Our clients were really nice and very accommodating. This in spite of being one of the wealthiest families in the city. From what I saw, they lived simple lives. No bodyguards, no private drivers, no flashy jewelry. They smiled and greeted everyone who recognized them (and boy, were there lots who did!). I’ve been around some filthy-rich folks before, and they often exuded that feeling of superiority that make others uncomfortable. But not these filthy-rich folks. They were so pleasant that I, having met them for the first time, felt so at home with them. The wife and I were soon swapping stories about children, food, and weight woes! 😉