One of the things people continually come here looking for is some form of the question, “What’s the cost of living in the Philippines.” So, of course, I write often on that subject … see Real Cost of Living, Philippines or Philippine Questions — Cost of Living as just a few examples.
But one answer I frequently give is one that many don’t care to hear … cost of living is one of the last things you should ask about. Why? Simple. Since you are reading this article in a country with Internet access, and likely reading from your own house and using a computer that you own, there is very, very little chance that your present country has a lower cost of living that here in the Philippines. (by the way., if I’m wrong on that guess, write me and I’ll be happy to write about your paradise as well … inquiring minds want to know.)
Much more important than cost of living questions is, can you attune yourself to the “norms and standards” of the Philippines. believe me, although I personally don’t have too much trouble with this, it can be a problem from time to time .. and all too many Americans I know of came here, drove themselves crazy over the need to adapt, and finally often went home in disgust. The Philippines is not going to change to accommodate you. You are going to change to accommodate the Philippines, or else.
“Else” are consequences like the number of retired Americans I know who live here and are on heart medication and have other health issues because they are constantly at war with the way certain things are done here … and although, as General Sherman said, “War is Hell”, trust me, being on the losing side is a lot worse than on the winning side. And make no mistake … if you come here convinced that you can show the Philippines and the Filipinos a “better way” and they are going to adopt it and do it your way, you will lose, so save yourself the price of a ticket.

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Here’s a few examples you might find illuminating based on current experience and a few techniques for coping with reality:
Sales Are Final: Even if you buy from the largest, name-brand stores and you buy top of the line products .. you will not be able to return them and get your money back. Period. End of conversation.
This will be a huge thing to many who are used to say, going to the hardware store and buying more than they need to finish a job, and then taking the new, unused materials back .. or buying a shirt for someone in two different sizes and taking back the one that doesn’t fit. Grrr.
Once Anyone Has Your Money, Good Luck Getting it Back: The lady who runs the business office at my local Mercury Drug store is named Sally. We have an internal family joke, because to ourselves we call her “Long, Tall Sally” like the famous Little Richard song. We remember her name by thinking of her as Long Tall Sally, because she is actually short and round … kind of like me LoL). But why do I know her so well? She works in the back office and is seldom seen by customers out at the prescription counter? Easy.
About a year ago I came in and got prescriptions worth about 1700 Pesos. I didn’t have a lot of cash in my pocket so I whipped out my trusty local bank account debit card and charged the drugs. Or tried to.
“Sir, it did not go through, please try again.” OK, I did.
“Oh sir, please try this reader here, it still didn’t ‘take’.” So, I did. Still no joy.
Rather than try a forth time, I dug deep, found 1700 pesos, got a receipt (OMG do not ever lose your receipt) and went on my way. Can you guess what happened?
Of course you can .. my bank charged me three separate transactions of P 1700 on that day, when I had already paid cash.
Long story a little shorter, Sally worked diligently and got two of the erroneous charges credited back to our account in a few weeks, but the final extra charge took 2 more months and I forget how many trips to the drug store to see Sally. Thank you Sally.
Lesson learned? Don’t ever, under any circumstances swipe your card more than once … and if at all possible, no bank or other business will release money voluntarily, even when they all tell you they are sorry and readily agree that the mistake is theirs and not yours.
Don’t Trust Anyone To Do Even Simple Tasks: A couple months ago I was on my way to Zambales, two hundred kilometers or so north of our home here in Marilao, Bulacan, and I stopped at the first rest stop on the NLEX (Northern Luzon Expressway), just near out house.
I really only wanted to check the air in my tires, but my tank was close to one half, so I pulled to the pumps first and told the friendly young attendant, “Full tank, diesel, please. Automatic shutoff, walang tullow”. (always tell them to use the automatic shutoff, or else they will try and try and try to squeeze the last milliliter into the tank and always manage to dribble (tullow) fuel down your fender). Simple enough.
When the man came back to the window to collect I thought the amount seemed a little higher than I expected, but fuel almost always costs more on the toll roads, so I paid him, pulled over to the attended air pump, gave the guy there my accurate tire gauge, What It Means To Be An American, Or A Filipino , got blown up, and was soon on the road. Anybody guessed what is coming?
Yep, in a few miles the car started surging and running funny. Luckily there was another gas station coming up, I pulled in, opened my tank filler door, the one with the big bold Diesel label, opened the cap and smelled the unmistakable odor of gasoline.
Four hours of draining the tank, flushing, priming and so forth, plus a full tank of Diesel this time, and I was on my way. Moral. Only you can prevent forest fires or stand and watch the gas station attendant.
Anyway, that’s just a few recent adventures in customer service here in the Philippines. I’ll save the one about my bank changing the name on my account and telling me I couldn’t access it for another time.
Do you see why I say asking questions about the price of things are the questions of low importance to decide about living here? If you think you will go ballistic or have a stroke when someone takes your money and doesn’t give it back, etc., then this may well not be the place to live. Consider carefully, because once you move here you are not in Kansas any more.
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I think the total cost of living of a standard Filipino people when lives on his own is not too cheap but not pricey. 20K peso is enough or more than enough for 15 days or one cut-off of salary.
During the first day of the month, a monthly payment for renting an apartment or boarding house is P5000. I think that will be the cheapest if you want to own rent a boarding house on your own. P300 is enough for food for one day. If the food on your work is free then P200 is enough.
300 x 15 = P4500. Transportation from manila to your work in manila is 150. That will be a standard rate, usually riding a bus not cab. 150 x 15 = P2250.
So the total is 5000 + 4500 + 2250 = P11750.
The rest will be your savings and emergency fund.
Thanks Rocky, for you explanation and your cost figures. This ties in very well with realtives I have who are teachers at private schools (18K or 20K per month) and a couple single ladies that wrk at call centers, also in the P 18k to P20K range to satrt with a lot of benefits, including on-siye health care, gym, etc. Actually I should have written earlier in the year, I got my flu vaccination for something like P150 through a relative in a call center .. it was free to her and other immediate family memebrs and about 1/4th the cost of getting it in a doctors office for all non-blood relatives who wanted to tag along. Not a bad deal.
Hi Dave;
Great story, gave me a big smile. But more so, it proves that it’s not just me! My gas cap, I drive back to the station to ask for it. “No sir we don’t have it sir!!” they claimed. “May i buy the Honda gas cap sitting on top of the pump?” I requested. “No Sir thats not for sale, it belongs to someone sir.” he explaind” I asked. “Could tht someone be me?” I got the cap returned with a big smile, as I smiled the whole time I was there!
Keeping a cool head and smiling, even when you don’t _always_ feel like it is akey aspect of living here. As a guy who knows the rule and yet frequesntly forgets it, I can attest to its truth. I’m going to write apost about how that whole gas/diesel thing was settled .. and some tips for foreigners on how to handle things like that. Consider the gas station guy’s initial reluctance was humor/playfulness. Many Westerners say Filipinos have no sense of humor … they just don’t always know how to recognize it, though. The last time I came back in country (at Clark), my wife was ahead of me in the line and handed the Immogration officer her passport and ine and said, “I’d like a BB stamp for my husband.” I thought I heard the guys say, “Yes ma’am”, but when I stepped up to the counter the fellow gave me a grave look and said, “Sir, I can not give you a one year BB stamp.” Immediately I went into WTF mode, but I kept quiet and waited for the other shoe to fall. he looked at me with a silly grin, handed me my passort, with stamp, and said, “I can only grant you 365 days of stay”. Ha, ha, ha, 10,000 comedians out of work and this guy was trying to be funny.