While we are waiting for our flight in Tagbilaran, listening to three guitar players play La Bamba in a crowded two story, five room building full of yellow humidity, decorated with Christmas ornaments randomly scotch-taped to the ceiling, flights announced with the wail of an air raid siren, I notice that there is a basketball court on the tarmac outside of the terminal building. Airports here are just different.
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