When we slowly left Manila, the driver jumped on a Japanese built toll road and we cruised at 90 kph towards Tarlac. What a delight until we got off. The main road through every large town is chaos. There are no rules, but everyone is polite. Tarlac doesn't have any functioning traffic lights and no stop signs so when there is a cross road it's an amazing feat of weaving cars, Jeepnees (little buses) motor cycles and tricycles (Motorcycles with sidecars.) We spent two nights as President and Sister Clarks guests at the Mission Home. It's going to be a great experience under their leadership here in the mission. During the day we received orientation at the mission office plus sat in on several training meetings with missionaries. Then we headed to our assignment in Cabanatuan.