I forgot to add from my earlier post.... Manila. I should really say 'Manila at night'.
There is massive amount of poverty there. You see it the moment you exit the airport. There is a rail track that snakes its way towards the city centre, along which they have built cardboard dwellings, a few of the luckier ones have salvaged wooden doors etc to make slightly sturdier homes.
Kids aged from about 4-10 run up to cars at traffic lights begging for money (often naked). At every shopping mall you are stopped and searched to check you're not carrying a bomb (white-foreigners are exempt).
The local fast food 'Jollie Bees' has armed guards carrying revolvers at the door. You're advised not to wear necklaces, as they could be snatched.
Finally, the city is plagued by the drug 'shaboo'. Whole families are hooked on it, despite the government's aggressive crackdown.