Saturday, April 13, 2024

 
















Calayo Beach Resort - Forefront of Eco-Tourism in Calabarzon

It's not surprising for expatriates and tourist - both local and foreign - to take their vacations in one of many islands in the Philippines. The pristine beaches, parks and wildlife, camping sites, and the like, are reason enough to take a vacation in any if these destinations. And some of the best activities that families and friends can enjoy is when they spend their time together in a beach.

Sitio Hulo, Calayo Rd, Nasugbu, 4231 Batangas

One of these beaches, which have an obscure-sounding name is called "Calayo Beach" in Nasugbu, Batangas. When this beach was suggested by Reniel our teammate, to be considered as our Team Building destination, I could not help but poke fun at the name. The friendly banter was logical, as I discover later. Based on its name, the beach seems farther than those beach resorts lined up along the town proper (I think Calayo came from the tagalog word “ka-layo” meaning very far). The beach sits in big a natural cove that opens to the South China Sea. The clear water of the beach has blessed the Nasugbu area and has made its beaches popular with locals and tourists alike.

The simplicity and peacefulness of what is still predominantly a fishing village as well as feasting on the fresh bounty of the sea brought in by the local fishermen. Moreover, Barangay Calayo - which is considered a first class municipality - have a population of 2,574 according the latest survey. Nasugbu is bounded on the north by the municipalities of Maragondon, Magallanes and Alfonso in the province of Cavite; on the east by the Batangas municipalities of Laurel, Calaca, and Balayan; on the south by the Batangas municipalities of Lian and Tuy; and on the west by the South China Sea. Entering the town proper via the national highway, one passes fields of sugar cane, corn, and rice fields; hills and mountains. The terrain slopes downwards to the South China Sea. Because of its rolling terrain and coastline location, agriculture (sugarcane, rice, corn, vegetables, coconut, fruits), and aquaculture are Nasugbu's main industries.

The Trek To A Faraway Land

 True to its name, Calayo Beach is a good three-and-a-half hour road trip The 95 kilometer trip (depending on your start off point- ours is from Buendia, Makati) is not a walk in the park. The grueling trip, took us a good three-and-a-half hours from point A to point B. Our designated driver-Kenneth- had a string of experiences tucked under his belt in as far as driving is concerned. So there, to go to Calayo Beach, acquire the services that have been in the driving industry longer and knows his way around the Metro and neighboring places. From Makati, we traversed the Magallanes route via skyway.We took the Naic-route going to Barangay Calayo. The road splits into two and we saw a giant “NAIC” sign. We transverse the left fork in the road and this led us to Governor’s Drive. After this, the Antero Soriano Highway becomes part of the old Governor’s Drive and continued on Governor’s Drive towards Maragondon, where, upon reaching the town, the road veers to the right. Governor’s drive eventually becomes the Nasugbu-Ternate Highway, which we drove past Puerto Azul. Upon reaching a fork in the road several kilometers past Puerto Azul, we veered to the left fork towards the Kaybiang Tunnel and Nasugbu. Passing the Hamilo Coast and Papaya Coast. After Papaya Cove, we arrived at the town of Looc. Here, the Nasugbu-Ternate Highway makes a 90-deegree right turn that leads to a long straight road that will rise up towards the mountains heading towards Nasugbu. At the very first left curve after this stretch, we saw a road that branch downward to the right, away from the main road. The road downwards was our destination towards the town of Calayo.

The Gang Of Fore

The brainchild of this trip is our Team Manager Jenny and our designated human google map Reniel. Our revered boss was not in attendance that was under the weather days prior to the gig. But in attendance were all (well, almost) the team of Makati. Nicole, our top wave 5 teammate who only have kind words to our clients. Juan Carlos or JC as we fondly call him. Or as Nicole call him "Daniel Padilla". John Lloyd or Lloydie, was also in attendance. Anne, Jayvee, Rever, and last but not the least, Joshua Mariano, our haute couture teammate. Completing the rest of the group is Chester, the lone hold-out from the 2nd wave. And our 1st wavers Rachel, Jane, Sharmaine and yours truly. Technically, this will be the 2nd official team building of our Makati account and the 3rd for our team. The previous being was celebrated in Patungan Beach also in Nasugbu and in Los Baños, Laguna.

Knee-deep In The Hoopla

 Upon reaching our destination, we hurriedly prepare our team lunch, which is way beyond our lunch time. We arrived at our rented transient house a little over 2pm. After familiarizing ourselves with area with every nooks and crannies, it's time to cook. We need to prep up the food for our first meal. My instinct was to first cook the rice, and took that responsibility. Jayvee volunteered to cook chicken adobo which I thought tasted very good. Jane helped cut up the ingredients, as well at TL Jenny and Rachel as well. We took our hearty lunch by 3.20pm. There was an issue with the signal for our data network for our phones. It's a good thing the transient house provided us a wifi. The whole Ternate are is not signal-friendly, by the way. Even for signals in our network, is very scant. So the group's Tiktokers were mum and did a little exploring at the beachfront just to scan the vibe around. The transient house we rented is a two-storey edifice. Rooms for men and women were separate. Two mini shower and toilets. A karaoke was provided with signs saying, we can only use the machine until 9.30pm. The kitchen was space-constraint, the kitchen wares were provided for, the LPG was also free to use.

Ahhh….the LPG. There were two separate gas stoves that we can use; one was outside of the house and the other one inside the house. While prepping the rice for our lunch, I tried to utilize the gas stove inside the house. As i turned on the stove a burst of flame almost engulfed the kitchen area and Jayvee was quick to turn off the gas-line. As it turned out, the gas-line was not connected to the gas stove itself. It's a good thing Leo -Rachel's partner-was at hand to fix the hose to the stove. Special mention to Nicole, for washing the dishes after lunch with no qualms and no expletive language. After resting, we realized that need to prepare our dinner. The young ones, Joshua, Nicole, Anne, JC, Lloyd, Rever were busy exploring the neighborhood and discovered AlfaMart in the area and bought a Mojito and some food stuff to boot. Jayvee, Jane and I are now prepping for dinner before sundown. I lit up the barbecue grill for the bangus, tilapia and squid to cook. Jane filled up bellies of the seafood and stuffed 'em good. Jayvee now cooked Caldereta. TL Jenny helped us as well after taking a quick nap in the room. TL Jenny did the budgeting with the help of Jane and Reniel. TL was the one also who brought all the food and drinks.

The Soiree

The evening came and went by, not without dull moments, but with revelations, punctuations and exclaimed views. I roused myself from a quick nap after an exhausting day -we still have no sleep, coming off from our duty the night before- and there was already a soiree happening. The long table in front of the house was ideal for group meal, and on this case a drinking spree. .Love, sex, relationships, one-night stands, cup D sizes, crushes, role playing were some of the topics talked about during that time. Of course, topics like this wouldn't be as easy as it may be discussed without drinks. And Ren's infatuation with someone is suddenly everyone's interest. Rachel's partner, Leo joined in as well. And is a good source of advice and experience. Rachel enthusiasm is high and entertaining too. Jayvee's as well. Lloyd's antics were amusing as always. But wait, where is Anne? Asleep in their bunker. She was the last one to log off that morning from duty. Chester. Oh Chester. He had this knack of a cacophonic timing in jokes, which are pesky and fun at the same time. TL Jenny took a power nap as well, but joined-in later. It's the first time I heard Reven's voice outside of the production. Ha! The power of liquor. JC sat beside Joshua, and everyone is cajoling him to get closer to JC. It did help when everyone was hooting and hollering for Josh to pucker up JC. And it happened. The power of liquor! Being a teetotaler, i joined in the spree consuming iced water and some cola. I also pinched-in to the discussions at hand. It's amazing how much information is revealed and discovered when drinks are there to consume. Maybe this is why drinks were invented after all. It didn't help (or did it help?) to know that a nearby store is still open, to buy drinks one bottle after another. Joshua had a little too much to drink, and have to be accompanied to the restroom, twice! And despite being drunk and all, he still managed to remember his beauty regimen and still did his rituals and dons his facial mask. As the night wears off, and the glasses were making its rounds, everybody had a good time. With the food and drinks, we start to realize that it's the wee hours in the morning, and would have to prep up breakfast for the gang.

Waterworld

We prepare for breakfast. I cooked fried rice from the left over rice the day before. Nobody noticed it. But I made the mistake using sugar in the fried rice, instead of salt. Jane cooked sautéed corned beef.

I also scrambled the eggs on the ref. We have to wait for 6am before Jane can cook the corned beef. The onion ran out, the day before. And it’s just a sin to sauté any food by Pinoys without onion. TL Jenny, ever the supportive TL she is, acquired some from the store. I also fried the canned sausage TL Jenny had brought. After breakfast, Rachel and TL Jenny sealed the deal with one of the local motorized boat for an adventure in the water facing the China Sea. The gig is for three hours, and the package includes, sandbar experience, fish feeding and the highlight of the trip, cliff diving. This would be considered the highlight of the trip.

Chester and Jayvee chose to stay at the rented house. Too sleepy, they confessed later, was their reason for not coming with us on the Island Hopping adventure.

We brought along two heaping of hotdog buns. “Hmmm…someone didn’t like my fried rice.” (insert sad emoji here). As it turned out, the buns are for the fish which we are going to in the first stopover. The first stop, took about 30 minutes. The ride was smooth. We were asked to don a life vest. A regulation, we were told. Problem, Ren needed a bigger size, and it only came in one size. This is serious, although, the operators of the motorized boat are careful and follows all the rule and all, things like must be looked after. Later that day on the same trip, I would see a toddler donning the same vest, which rather look awkward, because the vest darn too big for the kid. And if safety is their concern, it doesn’t feel that way. Anyway, on our first stop is to feed some small tropical fish. Reven and JC disembark from the boat and swam with much gusto. We were handed out goggles, for those who want to swim and dip in the cold water. The others follow suit. Rachel and her partner were enjoying the dip and wading around the boat. TL Jenny joined the fray as well. Ren and I stayed inside the boat. Anne, Lloyd, Charmaine, Nicole and Joshua enjoyed our first stop. We stayed there for 15 mins. Just wading to the cool water, the corals from beneath is very clear. If you would look at the bottom, it would seem just a few feet. But as per the tourist guide’s advice, it’s at least 20 feet. There were other boats in that area as well. When the time comes for us to leave the area, the guide were collecting the goggles lent out to us, and made a count if the goggles were complete.

Problem. There was one goggle missing. A blue one, said the guide. Everyone self-checked their seats. And everyone denied ever using it. We stayed for another 10 minutes just to look for it. The guides dove the reef to check if one of us had accidentally left it in the open see. After checking the reef, they could not find it. We were all perplexed, how could something disappear without anyone noticing it. The guides gave up, and on to our next stop. I thought we will be charged for the missing pair of goggles. But they didn’t. Later on, on our trip back, someone confessed as the culprit who lost the goggles. More on that later.

The trip took 30 minutes to go the next site: Cliff diving.

The site is a fjord. It was strategically nestled between two rocky hills. And in between them is an enclaved dive spot. We watched for a while some folks who were ahead of us. One guy dive head first, hitting the water in a splash. And the other one, did a half summersault before hitting the cool water. The first to disembark was Joshua and Nicole. Then Rachel follow suit. It looks intimidating and fun at the same time. The drop is a 35-40 feet jump. Rachel took a while to get the gut to jump. And when she did, a loud shriek was heard. Lloyd also disembarks from the boat, and was thought to jump. Lloyd was quick to quip,”Ano ako sira ulo?”. Again, Ren and I stayed at the boat just watching everything unfold. There were many boats in the area. There are many beautiful females there, wearing skimpy bikinis. I thought Ren, Kenneth (the driver-friend of Ren) and I enjoyed looking at them, than looking at the place. He he. There is nothing else to do. Come on.

I didn’t see who else jumped, because our focus was on the bikinis. But Nicole, Rachel and Joshua definitely did it more than once. And when they climb on back to the boat, they almost in a teeming fashion commented, “ang sakit sa ilong”. Nicole jokingly declared, “wala na nga akong ilong, pero masakit pa din”. This cracked us.

 The last stop was to visit a Sandbar. We consumed another 30-40 minutes. The ride was bumpy and splashy. The sea water is splashing on our face as we traverse the open sea.

When we got to the site, there was really nothing much to look at except for the sandbar which has white sands. The hill surrounding the sandbar was picturesque. As Jane puts it, it’s as if a painting. Which I agree, hands down. This time, alighted from the boat and discovered how cold the water is. There were ambulant vendors plying their wares. I think we stayed the longest, just hanging around and waded the water. Of course, we scouted for the females wearing skimpy underwear. And we were not disappointed! We also spotted a high-end mini yacht off the sandbar. We wondered how much was it?

Our trip back to our rented house seemed shorter.

Going Home

We got back at around 11.15AM and this time, the sun is up and heat is searing. Our checkout is supposed to be 1:00pm. So, we have less than 2 hours to have lunch and prepped ourselves up.

We prepared for our lunch. There were leftover rice from breakfast. I fried the canned sausages (sponsored by OM Malou) to add to the left-over food in the breakfast. There were shanghai rolls and lumpiang togue left the day before, which I fried to add to the lunch menu. All the while, Chester and Jayvee is still fast asleep.

All in all, everyone took their lunches and took showers to prep our trip back to Buendia. We left Barangay Calayo at around 1:10pm. During our trip back, the usual banter between the teammates ensued. Jayvee and Nicole is back to their usual moniker of “laki mata” and “pango”, respectively. Everyone was I high spirits. The leftover food was consumed inside the van. Joshua was being teased for hugging the toilet set, twice. Noriel was supposed to follow us to Calayo the day before, but due to some pressing matters, he failed to do so. Jabo also did not make it, as well Nana. You missed one-half of your life guys. Ren was not part of the occupants in the van. He rode his motor cycle to and fro Buendia to Calayo Beach.

Until next time guys.

Sunday, February 19, 2023

Team Building @ Patungan Beach

 


Team Building @ Patungan Beach - Team Jenny Under Armour Makati

In my sophomore year in Alorica, never have i had so much fun in the form of a hoopla. What started out as a plan just in passing, with a small group of individuals, from other teams, turned out to be a wild but fun soiree in Maragondon in Cavite.


The Usual Suspect

I wouldn't be surprised if, again, this road trip will be planned by Jackie Aggabao. This mother of four cute little munchkins, used to be part of a company that handles events that caters to big corporate bigwigs in the Philippines. Her ability to see the things needed, foresee fortuitous happenstance, rectify unplanned skewered routes and see budget estimates makes her our go-to "guy", er ahhh, i meant "lady", at any given time.

Helping Jackie was Reniel aka as "Ren-Ren" in the planning stage and Rachel. This unlikely pair of colleague, cajoled most of our teammates in joining this road trip. Not to mention Ren-Ren was our "chef de patie" from our lunch and dinner on the first day and our breakfast the second day. More on that later.


The Hauling

Maragondon, Cavite is a long ride from Makati. Ren-Ren was the culprit in suggesting the place to the team. Now, to get there, there is this 'famous' tunnel that every vehicle passes thru going to the beach. Personally, i don't see what is the fuzz on this tunnel. Riders would stop at nothing in getting their selfies with the tunnel's entrance. The tunnel was also revered to a holy ground for most people. When the Kaybiang Tunnel is passed through, that means you are minutes away from the beach. The long ride from PITX (cost is PhP160 or $3.00) to Barangay Sta.Mercedes, where Patungan Beach sits, will take approximately an hour and a half ride from a commercial bus. That is, if you are lucky. The actual ride took a castrating two and a half hours ride. This is due to the fact that, all major thoroughfares is passed by; Kawit, Rosario, Tanza, Naic are the towns in Cavite, one need to go through to get there. And not to mention passing by at least 4 malls along the way, which added to the traffic jam, did not help at all. The route will eventually pass through the Nasugbu-Ternate highway and before heading out to a 25-degree uphill road, Patungan Beach is right at the foot of that road. Once you alight from the bus, you would need to travel fo a further 2 kilometers by a tricycle or you could opt to ride a motorized fishing boat to cross the unstable waves going to the beach front. SME Al, TL Jenny, Stephanie, Janine and Ryan went by the latter which costs them PhP400 (around $7.50) The trike ride would cost you PhP50.00 (roughly $0.90).


Mi Casa Es Su Casa

I have not heard of this place. And quite honestly, the name Patungan Beach is no ear-candy to me. And i think i share that opinion to almost everyone, except from the townsfolk of this place. The first time i heard Patungan, my dirty mind played on. But not before i learned of the place's history. Home to about 200 families, Patungan Beach, Cavite has long been known as a fisherman's paradise where the abundance of food and livelihood are mainly dependent on its surrounding waters. The destination was once described by the locals as a remote location accessible only by boat or foot. Once the Nasugbu-Ternate highway and Kaybiang Tunnel were constructed, Patungan Beach and its barangay was eventually connected to the rest of the province. 

Despite its development, the beach has remained an undiscovered secret to many. Yet recently, Patungan Beach has sparked the curiosity of those who like to veer off the beaten path. What attracts people to its beach? Clear waters, stunning neighboring islands, and jaw-dropping rock formations await you all in a matter of a two hour drive. While Patungan Beach may not be your usual white sand beach destination, its waters remain ideal for swimming. The destination itself is also surrounded by scenic views of nearby hills, which make for great photos. Guests can choose to rent a cottage for a day of basking under the sun while enjoying fresh seafood dishes.

Other activities beach goers can expect to enjoy include fish feeding, cliff diving, bonfire, and videoke. Recently, island hopping has also become popular due to the clear waters of its neighboring islands. With the guidance from locals, island hopping tours take you around nearby rock formations and the white beaches of Mugiw Island, Carabao Island and Crocodile Island all in one day. These islands offer pristine waters, friendly accommodations, and a charming vibe that will make you feel like you’re hours away from the city. 


 Operation: FUN

After being beaten from the trip, Jackie & Ren-Ren prepared our lunch. There was no gas stove to cook with, the only available method of cooking is by charcoal. Jackie had that charcoal burning in seconds. Her being an active member of the Coast Guard helped a lot. And i tell you, her survival skills is off the charts. it was actually about 3 pm when we took our lunch. The Chicken Adobo was perfectly flavored to its saltiness. The Tilapia and Pork Chop was grilled to perfection. Although, someone suggested it should have been marinated, it tasted perfect as it is. The pearly white rice is perfectly cooked.  After our hearty lunch, everyone donned their swimwear and hit the cold water. On the first day, the sun was hidden, which we thought was good so as not have sunburn. This was the concern of some teammates. But, no sun. We thought this was a good setup. Everyone was up and about, and we remember something: we haven't had any sleep, since we came off from our duty that morning and travelled straight from Makati. But no one was feeling drowsy or sleepy. The level of energy we have was over the top.

That energy tripled when the team settled down and had a relaxing drink (Red Horse & Emperador). Being a non-drinker myself, I was not so enthused with the idea. But I have to go with the flow, as they say. While this is happening, a game was suggested to be played to hype up the fun. "These Cards Will Get You Drunk", this is the actual card game name. It consists of a deck of cards, approximately about 100 cards, with a printed consequence which every one must perform or follow. The tasks are pure fun and will challenge one's ability to comprehend and follow simple instructions. Or so we thought. The game starts with the first person drawing a card from the deck and everyone will take turns drawing from the deck clockwise.

Sample cards would read: "All wearing glasses will drink". Or "The person before you will drink". Then there were special instruction cards that would read "Everyone will mention a nation, if a teammate hesitates to answer or repeats the answer will drink", something to that effect. Well, it so happened that this is the actual card instruction drawn by Rachel, and everyone followed suit. When it was Andrew's turn to draw a card and have to mention a nation, he blurted out, "CEBU!". That did it, everyone had a laughing fit for 15 minutes. All of us started to tease him, that from that day on he will be known as "Andrew Cebu". As the night went on, the game still continued, as everyone was wondering what would top that blunder, we need not wait long. As Andrew drew a card from the deck, he read the instruction that reads, "Switch your shirt/cloth with the person after you if that person agrees and would have wear it until the end of the game". The person after Andrew was Jackie. And Jackie was wearing a dress. And Jackie agreed with the switch. So from that time on Jackie was wearing Andrew's shirt and Andrew wore Jackie's dress. Again, a laughing fit was in order for the team. I remember that I laughed so hard that i experience stomach cramps and couldn't breath. And so was everyone else too.

After this game, the Karaoke was utilized and everyone took turns in singing their hearts out including TL Jenny which i discovered was able to carry a tune. Steph, Janine, Ryan and Rachel manifested their singing prowess. Andrew was still wearing Jackie's dress started a mosh pit for dancing. Again, Andrew never ceases to amaze us with his antics, his "spasmic"-infused moves floored us again with a laughing fit. I actually don't know where we are getting our energies from, as we are still up and been awake for more than 24 hours. It was the natural high of our friendship and camaraderie that kept us awake all night. Oh and ah, the area have no electricity installed in this Barangay, the stall owners owned a gas-powered generator all throughout stay there.

The cottage room assigned to us could only hold 3-4 persons maximum. TL Jenny, SME Al, Rachel & Janine occupied the room. So we have to invent ways to have some shut-eye to rest and recuperate for next day's activities. Jackie pitched a tent which she brought. This can accommodate two persons. Others, like me, have to squeeze in on the bamboo bench as a makeshift bed.  

As the evening draws to the wee hours of the morning, most of us are half-asleep or half-conscious or both. We planned to start a bonfire (which was on our to-do list) but try as we would, the wet ground and damped pieces of sticks and twigs that we gathered earlier, couldn't catch fire. It would have been a pretty sight to behold. Ren-Ren dragged a bench and we sat there facing the sea swapping life stories, experiences, our exes, sex experiences, former jobs, and what do you know- our ghost experiences. Good thing that Noriel aka "Ghoshtrip" was there to spearhead the topic. Rachel shared her life as well. The good thing about this kind of sharing and outpouring is that, you get to know more of the person you work with to another level. And in a good way, this is advantageous to the team because now, more than ever, we are all sensitive to each other's issue when it comes to knowing they're pet peeves.

We tried to get some sleep, but our biological clock are preventing us because our sleeping norms have already adjusted to our schedule at work. We decided, me, Rachel, Noriel, Ren-Ren decided to wait for the sunrise and experience this awesome sight. Noriel setup his camera to shoot this. Noriel not only hunts ghost in his vlog but also an advocate of nature and anticipates the sunrise as his "creme de la creme" for this vlog. Ren-Ren I bought coffee from a nearby store and sipped it with relished while we take turns telling our story. We thought a "Lucky Me" instant pancit canton would have been delicious to have that time, we were famished! At around 5 pm we could see the sun's horizon peeking from a mountain near Carabao Island. Then it rained. The sunrise should have been at about 6.20am, thick clouds prevented us from experiencing that. We would later find out that there was a typhoon in the whole of Metro Manila and in nearby areas, including our place in Binangonan. My mom actually sent a text message for this. Then day-break, without the sun king.

Ren-Ren and Jackie again, we could not thank you both enough for taking care of us, prepared the team's breakfast. TL Jenny noticed how all the egg's yolk is breaking while Ren-Ren was cooking it, she showed him how it is done. TL Jenny perfectly flipped the eggs ala sunny side up style. Take it from a homebody Ren-Ren. An ambulant vendor passed by selling his wares: Danggit and some sweets. To round off the breakfast was our all-time favorite hotdogs, dried fish (the tamban kind) and coffee. We were eating breakfast when the rain poured. The danggit was so delicious. It was so crispy, i thought i was eating rind pork. We ate breakfast with much gusto!

We all hit the beach for a group picture. Afterwards prepared our things and packed. Some of us left earlier, others stayed on to savor the beach experience to the max.

Oh and ah...Andrew just took off Jackie's dress.
















Friday, June 10, 2022

The Beatles' Manila Leg

THE UNTOLD STORY OF THE BEATLES’ CONCERT TOUR IN MANILA

by Restituto R. Ramos

February 17, 2017. Revised January 19, 2020

It has been more than half a century since the Beatles’ first and only concert here in the Philippines on July 4, 1966, when they played two sold-out shows at the Rizal Memorial Stadium in Manila with a combined attendance of 80,000, with the evening concert registered 50,000 paying audience, reportedly the largest number of people the Beatles played to in a single day, rivaled only by the concert they gave at Shea Stadium in New York City on August 15, 1965. Yet, the full story of what really happened to the Fab Four after they allegedly “snubbed” a reception in their honor hosted by the then- First Lady Imelda Romualdez-Marcos at the Malacañang Presidential Palace remains controversial and still rather largely unclear to this day, mainly due to conflicting and exaggerated accounts. The Beatles claimed that the courtesy call was not part of their official itinerary and were unaware of it until a group of men came on the morning of July 4 to fetch the Beatles and take them to the Presidential Palace. But the Beatles were still in bed, exhausted by the activities of the previous day, which included a press conference at the Philippine Navy Headquarters at Roxas Blvd and a reception held on board a yacht owned by the prominent Elizalde clan moored at the Manila Bay. Everybody knows what happened after that; the verbal and physical harassment suffered by the Beatles at the Manila International Airport as they tried to fight their way through a hostile crown to their plane as they struggled to leave the country on their day of departure. But questions remain, like the exact culpability of the concert promoters for this fiasco.

To get to the bottom of this, I decided to conduct a short interview of the man who was officially identified as the promoter of the Beatles’ Manila concert tour, Mr. Ramon Ramos Jr., who incidentally happens to be my uncle.

But let us first get a backgrounder of the whole story. The Beatles’ concert here in 1966 was part of an international concert tour which took the Band from Germany, to Japan and finally, the Philippines, which was their last stop in Asia. From Tokyo, they flew to Manila via Hong Kong, finally landing on Philippine soil for the first and last time in the early afternoon of July 3, 1966. From the Airport, the Beatles were taken by car to the Philippine Navy Headquarters for the standard press conference with the local media. Afterwards, they were put aboard a motorboat which took them to the private yacht named Marina, owned by Don Manolo Elizalde, said to be a friend of the concert promoter, Ramon Ramos Jr. Initially, despite the heat and the mosquitoes, the Beatles welcomed their stay in the yacht moored some miles offshore at Manila Bay for it offered some privacy. But when their hosts told them that they plan to let them stay there until early afternoon of the next day, they immediately objected, for they need to be at the concert venue at least two hours before the start of the program to ensure that all the lengthy concert preparations are followed.

Finally, at 4AM, they finally disembarked from the yacht, exhausted and checked–in at the Manila Hotel. At was at this point when their troubles began. The Beatles were still asleep when some a half a dozen uniformed aides in khaki uniforms appeared at the door of Vic Lewis, who is the NEMS booking agent of the Beatles during their Asian tour. The aides were demanding to know when the Beatles would be arriving at “The Party”. Lewis was surprised and answered, “I know nothing about a party.” He then directed them to the Beatles’ Manager Brian Epstein, who was then having a late breakfast.

They found out that the First Lady, Imelda Romualdez-Marcos, wife of then-President Ferdinand Marcos, was to hold a party and invited 300 children to meet the Beatles. Epstein politely declined the invitation and refused to wake up the Beatles who badly needed rest in order to prepare for their concert. He later learned that while they were in Tokyo, Peter Brown, the Executive Director of NEMS Enterprises, recounted that the tour agent, Vic Lewis, did receive the invitation sent by Telex from the Philippine Promoter, Cavalcade Promotions, but failed to respond to it. It is also not clear if this invitation was relayed to Epstein. Another account is that the tour’s publicity person, Tony Barrow had received the invitation while in Tokyo but also never responded to it. He also claimed that Epstein received the invitation the night before the concerts but remained non-committal. It seems that Cavalcade Promotions took this silence as an acceptance and told Malacañang to go ahead with preparations despite the lack of any firm commitment from the Beatles and their entourage. Some other accounts is that Cavalcade Promotions was forced to promise Malacañang that they would deliver the Beatles the next day, but held back in informing Epstein early enough, for he was then throwing a tantrum due to the seemingly prolonged stay of the Band members in the yacht.

After the Malacañang aides left empty-handed, Brown also narrated that Epstein received a call from the British ambassador to the Philippines, who urged him to reconsider for all the help and protection they were receiving in Manila was courtesy of the President. But Epstein adamantly refused.

It is said that Epstein’s decision not to attend Marcos’s party is rooted in one bad experience of the Beatles back in 1964, during the first trip of the Beatles to the US. Their first stop was Washington. DC, where the Beatles were compelled to attend an official function in honor of the British Embassy. The Beatles felt that during this function, they were treated like freaks. The function was attended by some drunken aristocrats and condescending diplomats, where people demanded their autographs and some were even surprised that they could write their own names. John Lennon left the embassy spitting out curses on the event. One lady approached Ringo with a scissor and stole a lock of his hair. This resulted in Epstein making it a NEMS policy that henceforth, the Beatles would no longer accept invitations to attend all official functions tendered by diplomats, dictators or royalties. But apparently, this did not sit well with the tenants of Malacañang, as would be seen later.

Later in the day, just after the Beatles had their matinee show, Epstein and Lewis were at the Manila Hotel watching television and to their horror, the local news came out with Mrs. Marcos wandering at the Palace grounds visibly irritated. The newscaster announced that the Beatles never showed up at the party supposedly held in their honor. The 300 children who were war orphans and cripples were all disappointed after they were told that the Beatles were not coming.

Attempting damage control, Epstein called up at once the manager of the government-owned TV station and requested that he be given a chance to explain to the public what happened. Accompanied by Lewis, he immediately rushed to the TV station and was promptly placed in front of a camera. The regular programming was interrupted to accommodate this. But just as Epstein was about to read his prepared statement to apologize and set the facts straight, the TV station received a call from Malacañang and the audio of the interview was cut. Therefore, the public never got to hear what Epstein said.

After the evening concert, the Beatles returned to the Manila Hotel and it went on normally, unaware of what happened at Malacañang and the brewing problem that awaited them. Tony Barrow recalled that their police escorts back to the hotel were withdrawn and the gates were locked against their convoy. This left their stationary limousines at the mercy of organized troublemakers who pressed menacingly against the car windows, rocking their vehicles and yelling insults against the Beatles which they cannot understand. Harrison also recalled that, “it was a negative vibe. We were being bullied.” Eventually, the gates were opened and they sped away. Barrow also recalled that once back at the hotel, they warned the boys to lock their doors and we did the same. Exhausted from their twin concerts, the Band members slept early, for they were scheduled to fly to New Delhi, India the next day.

In the middle of the night, three police officers took Vic Lewis and brought to a police station, where he was lengthily interrogated by two stern men who demanded to know why the Beatles failed to attend the party of Mrs. Marcos.

The following morning, the Beatles rose early to get dressed and prepared to leave for the airport. One of their assistants, Neil Aspinall, ordered breakfast for all six of them. After waiting a while, they began to wonder why their breakfast hadn’t arrived. Their calls to the hotel desk were unanswered. Their other assistant, Mal Evans went down to the lobby to check what was wrong. He found the lobby to be unusually silent and deserted. All the police offers and security personnel they had since their arrival were all suddenly gone. In front of the hotel were the two limousines rented by the Beatles and with their two solitary drivers. The usual police escorts were missing. Evans was able to get a hotel personnel at the front desk but the guy seemed irritated. It was at this point that Evans realized that someone with authority has pulled out all the room service of the hotel from the Beatles including bellhops. He then saw a newspaper at the lobby which had the headline “BEATLES SNUB PRESIDENT.” He quickly returned to the Beatles’ suite with the newspaper, where the TV was on and the Beatles were watching the morning news which reported them snubbing the party at Malacanang.

Also, a little past eight in the morning a man wearing a shiny suit carrying a brown briefcase arrived to hand-over a letter to Epstein, saying: “Here is the bill for the income tax due on The Beatles’ fee.” Puzzled, Epstein retorted that their contract with Cavalcade, as with most concert promoters outside the UK, was very precise on the matter of local taxes. The responsibility for payment belonged to the promoter. Ramon Ramos Jr. was contractually liable for the settlement of any tax bills. But the taxman insisted that the full fee was taxed as earnings regardless of any other contracts. His words were confirmed by the headline of the Manila Daily Mirror which reads: BEATLES TOLD: PAY NOW, LEAVE LATER. The newspapers carried hostile headlines such as FUROR OVER BEATLES SNUB DAMPENS SHOW and IMELDA STOOD UP: FIRST FAMILY WAITS IN VAIN FOR MOPHEADS. According to a palace spokesperson, The Beatles had 'spit in the eye of the First Family.' It was also reported quite erroneously that The Beatles had requested an audience with Imelda Marcos in the first place, the one press story that brought forth hollow laughter from the boys. In other words, this meant that the Beatles and their party could not leave without paying tax on their earnings from the concerts. The sad thing is that they never earned anything from the gig for the promoter Ramon Ramos Jr. refused to pay them for their performance. Epstein had to hurriedly fork out P74, 750 (around $18,000) of his own funds to settle the matter.

With their bellhops gone, their three assistants, Tony Barrow, Vic Lewis and Mal Evans had to load by themselves all their equipment and luggage into a rented van. KLM flight 862 bound for New Delhi, India was waiting for the Beatles at the airport. Without anyone helping them in loading their equipment, they feared that they would not be able to catch their flight. Epstein called the KLM office who connected his call directly to the plane’s pilot via Skyphone (Skyphone is an air-to-ground public phone service that was introduced in March 1962). Epstein frantically pleaded with the pilot not to leave without them for they feared for their safety if they were stranded in Manila. The pilot agreed to wait but only up to the point that he does not have to refuel to reach New Delhi. Otherwise, if he comes to that point, he will have to take-off with or without the Beatles.

Hastily getting into their vehicles and departing afterwards for the airport, the drivers seemed to lose their way once or twice while driving, with the morning traffic slowing down their progress towards the airport. Once at the terminal, their harassment continued, being forced to carry their own baggage with no single porter offering to help them. They made a hasty dash for the departure area, but were confronted by mob of 200 angry and jeering Filipinos determined to manhandle them. The Beatles and their aides were summarily kicked, punched, spit on and yelled with angry epithets like “We treat you like ordinary passenger.” Ringo was literally floored by an uppercut and got kicked on the ground. He also got his ankle sprained and had to be helped to the customs area. Mal Evans and Brian Epstein were also injured. The escalators were also shut off, forcing the boys to scale the stairs lugging all their equipment. As they finally neared the KLM plane, bruised and bloodied, a large booing crowd jeered and mocked them, yelling “Beatles, alis dyan!” (Go Home Beatles!). This account was disputed by the then-President of the Local Beatles’ Fan Club, Josefa Leorado, who recounted in a casual conversation with this author that she was there at the airport following the Beatles but never witnessed any of them being hurt physically and it was only their staff members who actually got hurt by the frenzied mob.

But even after boarding the plane, an announcement came over the intercom, calling for manager Epstein, their press agent and the Beatles’ personal assistants, Evans, Barrow and Aspinall, in which they were told that they could not leave for their passports were not stamped upon arrival so Barrows, Aspinall and Evans were called out of the plane to explain to immigration and clear matters before they were all finally allowed to leave, further delaying their departure by about 40 minutes. The pilot of the KLM plane was by then already very much irritated by the delay and he said he had waited enough and that he needs to take off without Barrows and the others. Epstein kept on begging for him not to leave for Barrows and the rest might end up in jail if he gets left behind in Manila and by doing this, Epstein kept the pilot busy until Barrows and the others finally returned to the plane, enabling it to depart at last. As the plane was slowly pulling away from the terminal, the angry mob was allowed out of the terminal where they continued to shout curses and shake their fists to the plane. As the aircraft was preparing to take off, Epstein began saying, apparently blaming himself for their Manila fiasco: “How could I let this happen to the boys?” I’ll never forgive myself. I put the boys in physical danger.” It was at that point that Vic Lewis appeared before him and asked Brian, “Did you get the money?” The money, which was 50 percent of their talent fee, was inside a brown bag, while the other half was deposited in London as a guarantee of their performance. This enraged Epstein, who shouted at Lewis, “Who was it that screwed up the party invitation?” Don’t talk to me about money!” Losing his cool, Lewis shouted, “I’ll talk to you about money.” He proceeded to grab Epstein by the throat and said, “I’ll kill you!” Luckily, while the plane was taking off, they were able to pull Lewis’s hands from Epstein’s throat and force him down the aisle.

Now, let us examine closely and try to see what really happened on those days the Fab Four were here more than half-a-century ago and with my uncle Mr. Ramon Ramos Jr. finally giving his side.

As narrated earlier, the business entity in charge of the Beatles’ concert tour here was Cavalcade Promotions, which had already brought in several foreign acts to perform here (among them Matt Monro, the Dave Clark 5, Peter and Gordon and the Everly Brothers) even prior to the Beatles.

My uncle described his role below:

“I was actually only the financier even if I was listed as the President. Cavalcade Promotions was run by Rafael Corrales (a brother of iconic singer Pilita Corrales-RRR) and Bobby Grimalt as general manager and assistant manager respectively. Both men are now deceased. I simply gave them the money they needed for they were the ones who have the inclination to engage in showbiz-related projects. Cavalcade managed to bring in several international acts for successful performances like the Everly Brothers, Shirley Bassey, the British invasion acts of that era like the Dave Clarke Five, Peter and Gordon, Matt Monro and of course, the Beatles. Most of these acts performed at the Araneta Coliseum while the Beatles held their show at the Rizal Memorial Stadium in order to accommodate a larger audience. For the Beatles’ Manila concert, I gave as down payment, $50,000.00 which I never recovered.”

In short, Mr. Ramos is saying that he only provided the necessary funds in order to finance the holding of the performances. He gave his business partners, Rafael Corrales (a brother of popular singer Pilita Corrales, who was also one of the front acts of the Beatles’ concert) and Bobby Grimalt the complete freedom to manage entertainment-related projects.

Therefore, they were totally in charge of the Beatles’ concert tour here. Both these men are also long deceased.

This concise explanation by my uncle finally absolved him of any responsibility for this fiasco. All the engagements and incidents concerning the Beatles’ tour here, which was not only the concert but also the infamous “courtesy call” by the Beatles, a courtesy call which never was, were all handled by Corrales and Grimalt.

After Cavalcade Promotions successfully negotiated for the Beatles to come here in Manila after their tour of Japan, then First Lady Imelda Romualdez-Marcos wanted very much to have the Band pay a courtesy call at the Presidential Palace. When this was relayed to them by the Malacañang staffers, Corrales and Grimalt decided to send the invitation by telex to Tokyo, Japan where the Beatles were then performing. However, no response was received and the two promoters, Corrales and Grimalt assumed that the invitation was accepted and told Malacañang to proceed with the preparations even without a definite word from the Beatles and their entourage. By assuming acceptance of the invitation without even an acknowledgment, the stage was set for this fiasco for Malacañang naturally had to rely on the word of the promoters. My uncle also narrated that he never knew beforehand of the decision to put the Beatles on the yacht of Don Manolo Elizalde for as he said, it was Corrales and Grimalt who managed their itinerary here. Since both Corrales and Don Manolo Elizalde were Spanish-speaking, it was of course easy for the former to agree to put the Band in the yacht to be partied by the Elizaldes and the Manila elite who were their friends.

With regards to the report that he refused to pay the Beatles for their performance, he recounted that:

“I remember that security was suddenly withdrawn, enabling many people without tickets to enter, which disappointed and angered those with paid tickets. This made me unable to recover my investment, especially the $50,000 down payment of the Beatles. Therefore, I was not able to pay the balance of the Band’s talent fee.”

This narrative corresponds with the account of both Harrison and Barrow given earlier when they noticed their police security has been already withdrawn at the end of their evening concert, with organized troublemakers shouting curses at the Beatles and shaking menacingly at their cars.

Now, with all these narratives, and my uncle finally giving his side, lets’ try to connect all these like a jigsaw puzzle to find the real score more than half-a-century afterwards.

The Beatles arrived in Manila from Tokyo in the early afternoon of July 3, 1966 and where promptly whisked by car from the airport to the Philippine Navy Headquarters for the obligatory press conference and from there to the Elizalde yacht. They were unaware that their Philippine promoters, Cavalcade Promotions, have arranged a courtesy call for them at Malacañang the next day upon the request of the First Lady. They had sent a telex to Tokyo informing them of the invitation to the Palace. Receiving no answer, the promoters assumed acceptance and told Malacañang to proceed with the invitation. Apparently, this was a mistake, as later events would prove. The Beatles’ tour manager, Vic Lewis admitted receiving this telex (another narrative by Tony Barrow said it was him), but for some reason failed to relay it to Epstein, which prevented the Band from making the decision to accept or reject it before reaching Manila. Also, when the Band was already in Manila and staying at the Elizalde’s yacht, the Promoters, who were forced to promise Malacañang that they would deliver the Beatles to the luncheon hosted by Imelda Marcos scheduled the following day at the Palace, held back at informing Epstein of the invitation for they were afraid he might turn it down, for he was then throwing a tantrum due to the intention of the Elizalde’s to keep the Band at their yacht until an hour before their afternoon concert.

One more account, by Bill Harry, in his book, “The Ultimate Beatles Encyclopedia has acknowledged the existence of an invitation from the Promoters for the Beatles to pay a courtesy call on the First Lady, but it was scheduled for 3PM of the following day, an hour before their scheduled matinee concert. But the promoters did not pursue this invitation, for the Beatles wanted to be in the concert venue at least two hours before the concert. A further mix-up occurred when the Palace set the meeting at 11AM as reported in The Manila Times, unaware of the scheduling problem. Whether anyone ever attempted to settle matters and whatever transpired in this effort, given the lots of miscommunication between the Beatles Management and the Philippine promoters remains unknown to this day.

So, when the Palace aides arrived to fetch the Beatles from the Manila Hotel and take them to the party at Malacañang, they knew nothing of it and were still asleep, exhausted from the previous day’s activities and were of course, a no-show at the First Lady’s party, given Epstein’s refusal to wake them up, for he said they needed rest for their performances later in that day.

By analyzing these events, four reasons were deduced which led to this fiasco.

First, the schedule of the Beatles was simply too hectic during this concert tour. After their arrival, they were taken to the Philippine Navy headquarters for the Press Conference, followed by their stay at the Elizalde family’s private yacht, which lasted until 4AM the next day, and it was only after that when they managed to check-in at the Manila Hotel for a much-needed rest, before waking-up to prepare for their first concert in the afternoon. Such punishing schedule did not give them time to even make a guest appearance in a local television show, considered this was the norm among visiting foreign entertainers. So, when the invitation for the Malacañang luncheon was brought up, it was simply not possible for it to be accommodated into the Beatles’ official itinerary.

Second, the local promoter, Cavalcade Promotions, committed a blunder when it sent the telex about the invitation to the Beatles’ entourage while it was still in Tokyo, and assumed its acceptance even when no one responded to it. When it consequently advised Malacañang to prepare despite the absence of any confirmation by the Group, it set the stage for the fiasco. When the dust settled after the controversial tour, Cavalcade Promotions went broke. Its general manager, Rafael Corrales said: We are liquidating our company. We lost money bringing the Beatles here. We don’t know how much we lost yet until we liquidate and gone through all our company assets”. Corrales insists that they were able to secure an appointment from the Beatles to pay a courtesy call to Mrs. Marcos and added that the social secretary of Mrs. Marcos confirmed the appointment. Corrales also adds that it was the Beatles’ manager, Brian Epstein, who refused to keep the appointment. But the facts say otherwise, and that the management of Cavalcade led by Corrales committed a fatal mistake of sending the invitation for the courtesy call to the Beatles while still in Japan and receiving no response, merely assumed that the Band had agreed to the invitation. For this, Corrales and his business partners have only themselves to blame. . It was also strange why Corrales and Grimalt never even attempted to make an overseas call to the Beatles’ management to confirm if their invitation for this courtesy call would be accepted or not.

Third, the additional blunder on the Beatles’ side, was the failure by either Vic Lewis or Tony Barrow to relay the invitation sent by telex to Brian Epstein, who, in behalf of the Group, could have decided whether to attend or not the Palace luncheon party even before they stepped on Philippine soil. But whatever Epstein or the Group’s decision is the question if it will be accepted by Malacañang or not even if given early enough is unclear

. It is also obvious that Epstein was blaming Lewis for the fiasco during that heated exchange inside their plane as it was preparing to take-off for New Delhi at the end of their visit.

Fourth, was Imelda Marcos’ attitude which ultimately led to this for she was used to getting her way all the time, including her obsessive desire to meet and entertain international celebrities and she did not care at all for any dissent, a premonition of her dictatorial ways with her husband, President Ferdinand Marcos after Martial Law was declared six years later, in 1972. It could also be said that the incident sheds light on how the Marcos regime began. As a Beatles’ commentator wrote concerning the Manila concert of the Group:

“Some have argued that Ferdinand Marcos began as a well-meaning and inspiring leader, but eventually lost his way after getting a taste of power. But the Beatles’ Manila nightmare, which took place a year after Marcos first became president, paints a different picture . For it shows that, just shortly after getting a taste of power, the Marcos and Imelda were already more than willing to abuse it, flaunt it and turn against anyone who ever dared to defy them, even a group of world famous musicians.” Indeed, some Beatles historians believed that the Beatles were invited to Manila not just to play music to its fans. It was if the whole thing was a savvy political set-up for the Beatles to implicitly endorse the Marcos government. The luncheon party hosted by Mrs. Marcos was an excellent opportunity for a photo-op where the Beatles would be seen having a lively chat with Madam Marcos, ambassadors, senators and their cronies. The 300 specially invited children being entertained by the Beatles would be a clever distraction from the actual motive of this courtesy call. Both the local and international media would surely cover the event, generating images of the Beatles sharing tea with Mrs. Marcos and shaking hands with government diplomats would project an image to the world that the Beatles were endorsing the soon-to-be dictatorial Marcos regime.

But the Beatles’ refusal to go through this charade frustrated the Marcoses, particularly Imelda, who left no stone unturned in expressing her displeasure over the Band. Some, like DJ Danee Samonte (who made a name for himself in recent years by promoting performances by oldies acts like the Cascades, Peter and Gordon and Chad and Jeremy) have suggested a contrary view that Madam Marcos would never do such a thing as to harass the Beatles on their departure, which he get from a casual conversation with the former First Lady. He narrates her making this following statement:

“ “Being a big fan of The Beatles, I made representation with the Philippine promoter to invite them to lunch at Malacañang Palace so that I can personally welcome them to our country together with my family and friends who are also big fans. Honestly, I was disappointed with their non-appearance but later understood that there was a miscommunication and bore no grudges.

“When I heard they were being manhandled at the airport on their departure, I immediately ran to the airport to have it stopped. I remember reprimanding the airport manager Mr. Willy Jurado.

“I would never dream of hurting the world’s No. 1 band. Whatever motivated the people to treat them that way was not my doing. They could have done it out of sympathy and I think it was wrong. I abhor violence.”

In support of Mrs. Marcos’ assertion, Samonte adds:

“ Listening to her narration cleared the issue in my mind and I fully believe she had nothing to do with it at all. Logically speaking, had she professed anger and contemplated revenge, she could have had the concert cancelled and deported them outright but she didn’t. What happened at the airport could have been sympathetic action from overzealous people who felt insulted by the snub and reacted accordingly.

Another factor that instigated the violence was how the press blew the issue out of proportion.

“ Knowing Mrs. Marcos personally and her advocacy for motherly love coupled with her love for music, The Beatles would have loved her had that lunch on July 3, 1966 happened. I’m positive about it because I’ve seen how she charmed my artists, from Air Supply, Matt Monro Jr., John Ford Coley to Sir Cliff Richard, with whom she did a spontaneous duet over lunch. So there it is, after 45 years, the truth and I hope the issue against Mrs. Marcos is laid to rest .”

. But in analyzing the sequence of events, it is impossible for all those measures imposed to give the Beatles a hard time on the day of their departure to have been implemented without somebody with authority giving the orders, like the withdrawal of room service, bellhops, security and even basic airport courtesies, and the mob jeering and physically harassing the group and their entourage, a clear premonition of the coming Marcos dictatorship, which had no tolerance for any dissent whatsoever, as later events would indicate.

This was seconded by a writer of a letter named Edgar Cruz of Pandacan, commenting on three articles in the Philippine Daily Inquirer by historical journalist Ambeth Ocampo on the Beatles’ Manila concert:

“The Beatles embarked on their last US concert tour one month after the Manila incident. After that, they decided to terminate all live performances. This made the Manila concert important…..In a sense, the 1966 concert helped force the Beatles to move to a new phase of their artistic career, what became known as ‘the studio years.’ This phase produced the Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band LP. For Filipinos, having failed to realize the implications of the airport incident involving the Beatles, we had to suffer the consequences of a twenty-year autocratic rule.”

In the end, Sir Paul McCartney, now one of the last two surviving members of the Group, looks back at their harrowing experience in a more positive light. For denying the Marcos dictatorship an opportunity to use the Beatles in a cheap propaganda stunt, the band actually did the right thing. They managed to defy what turned out to be a corrupt and brutal conjugal dictatorship. As McCartney explains in a video clip:

“When we found out that it was Marcos and what he had been doing to his people, and Imelda and what she’d being doing, and the rip-off that the whole thing apparently, allegedly was, we were kind of glad to have done it.”

Indeed. For John, Paul, George and Ringo, we’ll all sing with you: “Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,” and “Na, Na, Na, Na. Na, Na, Na.”

For your defiance of the dictatorship, and having suffered for it, even it unwittingly, and despite being non-Filipinos, I think you deserve to be honored by the Filipino People, even with a slot at the Bantayog ng Mga Bayani.

Footnotes:A Hard Day’s Night in Manila: The Beatles’

The Beatles arrive in Manila, Philippines. Comments excerpted from “The Beatles’ Anthology (1995) by George Harrison, Ringo Starr, Neil Aspinall and Tony Barrow.

My uncle and former promoter of the Beatles’ Manila concert in 1966, Mr. Ramon Galvez Ramos Jr., passed away on August 9, 2018, about a year and a half after my interview with him on February 12, 2017 regarding this controversial concert tour.