We were at the Mall of Asia when the typhoon was the worst. The wind was whipping the trees. The rain was being blown in the entrance of the mall, and there was a person mopping it as fast as he could. That is all we saw of the typhoon. My nephew was where the typhoon was the worst, but I didn't hear much about it. I tried to figure out how to contact him the 2 weeks we were in the Philippines. I was at last going to try to buy a cell phone, but I hated to buy one just for that purpose. I had 2 calling cards, but I couldn't figure out how to make either one of them work as they had numbers that needed to be called from the USA, and I didn't think to call customer service before leaving the USA to learn how to make a call in the Philippines. The night before we left the Philippines, Claire, Al's filipina wife texted him, and he answered back, so I knew he was okay, but I didn't learn anything much beyond that. I think he said that he was on the other side of the island. He is at Lingayen, Pangasinan. I think that is pretty much on the Northern part of Luzon; I'm not sure? At least he is okay. He is my younger sister's son, the same age as our twin daughters.