In Bohol, I met young women with whom I chatted, who were surprised to see a stranger stop and take the time to chat with them. Most of the time, in Panglao, foreigners only see the Philippines through the window of their transfer between the hotel and the airport. They are there for the sun, the sea and for some diving.

When you get on a jeepney or a bus, it only takes a few minutes to start a conversation with your neighbor, we are far from the Paris metro... I was playing with the children pretending that I was photographing them. They laughed constantly. A great happiness to see them so happy in a country that knows poverty.