I Ate Dinner Alone for 6 Years. My First Week in the Philippines Ended Tha

For six years he ate every dinner in the same chair, with the television for company and a plate set for one. Then he flew to a small town in the Philippines called Dumaguete, and on the second day a neighbor knocked on his door with a warm plate of food. By the end of the first week he had a standing seat at three different tables. This is a story about the kind of loneliness nobody warns you about in old age, and how a man found his way back to a full table on the other side of the world. The honest version, the good and the hard. #RetireInThePhilippines #RetireAbroad #Philippines #Dumaguete