After the reception, we made a stop to a really posh place before going home. I can’t find the words to describe the place. My emotions were all mixed up. I am feeling awe, pride, and guilt all at the same time.

            Awe, because the place is beautiful. Well, it was artificially beautiful, but still it is beautiful. There’s a good view of the Subic Bay, a marvelous pool, steam baths, and Jacuzzis. Then there’s this bar were we stayed, all carpeted and a piano player that never gets tired. Pride, because not all people can enter this place. I think it’s for members only and their companions, and believe me when I say that the membership fee is serious money.

I’m feeling guilt because not all people can step into the halls of this place. I keep on thinking that I am here in this place where people with money dwell. What if they just give a fraction of the membership fee to those who hunger? I mean, with the price rates at the bar? Whew!!! The price of Bottled water is more than 50 pesos. Even if I am not paying for it, I hesitated to order for myself but I settled for a glass of iced coffee anyway.

It led me to feel that maybe happiness can’t be bought…but some people are trying hard to make happiness available, even for a brief moment for some who can afford it.