Having an appreciation for the, let us say, more exotic and low-market things in life, I would like to think that I am helping prepare people with the eventual desire to explore the seedier parts of Manila. There is no finer place to start, I think, than Recto street, in Manila.
Famous (or infamous) for being THE place to go to for spurious legal and/or required documents, this street gave rise to the local question of "Recto yan ano?", an accusatory statement regarding one's diploma. But this street is far more than that.
Part of the University belt, this street touches two premier universities in the country, UE and FEU. This means that for cash-strapped students and book hunters alike tend to visit one of the many, many informal book sellers, selling everything from used textbooks (useful) to old copies of FHM (you might run the risk of getting one with pages stuck together), and all purchases made coming with the promise of the old book smell, and the old mold colony dust to boot.
But the charm of Recto street for me comes in the form of the other, less reputable vendors. To name a few: confusingly-branded Starbucks canvas coin purses, cheap piercings (surprisingly hypoallergenic once properly cleaned), the somewhat menacing cut-off dreadlocks (which deserves a piece on its own), shops selling authentic death-metal concert t-shirts, even, on special occasions, a man selling monitor lizards and snakes from two grimy sacks.
This street is definitely MORE than just spurious diplomas and hastily concocted aliases. read more