Welcome to My Jungle.

Whoever said living in the jungle is extremely hard and daring, has never tried New York.

Or Cape Town.

Or Rio.

Or right now, Manila and Cebu.. In the Philippines.

My life has been a concrete jungle of ups and downs (mostly ups... and downs again, so yeah, a fair share of both.) I know what it feels like to live in a frantic pace like a scared savvy businessmen wheeling to and fro from one appointment to the next, or a deadbeat deadline oriented salesman who sees potential (and cash) from every person in front of him. I also know how it feels like to be at peace, experience inner peace, even in the middle of a crisis in my concrete jungles, the dalai lama in me, the namashte (did i spell that right?), the sensei, the mister miyagi, still emerges.

Find out more of my life here in my concrete jungle. 

Beware though, it ain't a walk in the park.

But then of course, it's the jungle. You're in the wrong blog if you're looking for a park-style life.

George D.