Anyway, as we were descending the escalator we noticed this larger-than-life Hot Wheels track below!

This was like a heaven for someone like me who, as a kid, spent countless hours in make-believe worlds built of Lego brick towns where Hot Wheels and Matchbox cars sped imaginary people about. My brother, sister, and I were all pre-video game, pre-DVD (pre-videotape!), pre-cable television kids. Seventy-five cent die-cast toy cars and a bag of building bricks was all it took to keep us happy. We were not couch potatoes, transfixed by television or video games (which exercise one's hand and eye coordination---right!).
In case you are wondering...yes, I did pick up some of those classic re-issues!
And because I bought them, I also received this:


Anyway, I also got my hair cut at the mall. Art, a young barber at Bruno's Barbershop, cut my hair and styled it a bit differently than I'm used to. I liked it, though. Apparently others did too, as almost as soon as I stepped outside the shop into the mall area a young guy crossed my to-be path, looked me in the eye, and said hi.
I continued walking on to meet up with Edson. As I came to a flight of stairs, the guy rushes up from behind and crosses in front of me again, again saying hi.
So I said hi, as it seemed he was going to walk alongside me all the way up the stairs and beyond.
Are you alone?, he asked.
No. I'm with my boyfriend.
Can I have your number?
No. Goodbye.
Ballsy little guy, wasn't he? Still thinks I'm going to give him my number!
When Edson saw me, he liked the hair as well.
So, to Manila guys: if you want people to take notice of you, have Art at Bruno's Barbershop in Glorietta cut your hair. The results are hot!