Thank the lord, nobody got dragged today. Kandi

Pretty much no one and nothing escapes these Real Housewives shows without tarnishing their character to an irreparable degree, embarrassing themselves, and wearing some weave/statement necklace-chandelier/booty short that will one day haunt their dreams. But the Philippines has done the unthinkable: It came in, it made a splash, it solved everyones problems, and it exited with its head held high, nothing but Porshas ass imprint on the back of a tiny horse left as proof that Bravo was ever there at all.

In the last two episodes of RHOA, the Philippines served as the psychological healing that Dr. Jeff wishes he was. Im sorry, Dr. Jeff, but in order for Atlantas fanciest professional fighters to do the work, they need a fleet of massage therapists, horses, and tour guides to lead them up to their own personal volcano photo shoot, and a butler from whom to demand even more massages. Basically, they need a bunch of people to do the work for them so that theyre greased up enough to squeeze out a few tears and apologize for all the times they reminded a few million people that their co-workers last name rhymed with whore.

I dont believe for a Manila-minute that all this peace, love, and booty roll will last much longer than a bottle of moscato in Claudia refrigerator when these seven women get back to Atlanta, but I am thankful for whatever peaceful moments we get, especially if it means putting Kenya and Phaedras feud behind us and forgetting WhoreGate 2013-15 ever happened (that means you too, Cynthia). But thats easier said than done, so after agreeing to have a conversation to try and move past their troubled past, Phaedra and Kenya spend the majority of tonights episode working up to following through on their word. The women continue to call this pending conversation a one-on-one and I continue to think, Can you imagine being on an international trip with someone that you have to schedule an appointment with in order to be able to have a rational conversation? I continue to answer myself, No, I cannot, so why do I keep watching this? Who cares, lets rewind to that twerking competition on a moving bus one more time! RHOA is breaking me.

The episode begins with the seven women taking a charter bus that seats 50 from their peaceful spa to the city life of Manila. The sheer amount of gas wasted for Real Housewives trips has probably shaved 10 years off of humanitys life span. But if they didnt have all that space then Porsha couldnt throw out her fishing line to try and see if anyone takes the bait on telling her she has the best ass in the cast (even though shes not in the cast). Everyone is saying Demetriacoincidentally, also not in the castis surely the best twerker but Porsha didnt leave most of her butt cheeks hanging out on a two-hour bus ride for nothing, and stands up to jiggle her hat into the ring. If this trip to the Philippines has done anything, its asserted that each lady has an impressive behind. Also, that theyre capable of having a really good time together, but surely thats secondary to all the asses.

After checking into their presidential suite, Claudia has arranged a horseback ride to the top of a volcano, and man, does it look like a cool thing to do, and man, is envy not an emotion Im accustomed to having while watching this show. Snapping me right back into reality though, is the constant parade of outfits that everyone is wearing; probably the best thing about this episode is looking at all seven women while theyre in a group and realizing that they got dressed in preparation for the exact same event, but ended up in such widely ranging ensembles. For their horseback ride, Cynthia is in overalls and a cowboy hat, Porsha is wearing kind of an even more S&M version of the Princess Leia bikini (the Princess of THOT-land, rather), Phaedra is rocking a Canadian-shorts-tuxedo, and in the end, it starts to rain so theyre all wearing yellow plastic emergency ponchos, which is just delightful. When they get back to the bottom of the volcano, Phaedra has a moment with her tour guide, who has told her on the way down that her husband had passed away a few years ago and she has five children she is supporting on her own. Phaedra gives her some money and tells her through a translator that she doesnt want her to give up, and that her story has blessed her. Its niceIm not used to nice Phaedra.

And the people of Manila probably arent used to seeing women in six-inch stilettos breeze through their local market to try durian. In short, here are the most baffling things that happen in regard to produce on this episode of RHOA:

3. Cynthia tries to explain what a lychee fruit is by saying, you know, like a lychee martini, all the while, Im pretty sure what shes actually looking at is a mangosteen you know, like a mangosteen martini. 2. Porsha acts affronted that the only shopping theyll be doing is in a local marketWheres Tom Ford, Wheres Gucci, Wheres my Louboutin? Girl, theyre back in Atlanta, now have some respect! 1. But really, the less I know about what Porsha shops for and does back in Atlanta, the better. At some point, she looks at a somewhat phallic fruit that one of the other women describes as being soft and says, I say put it in the microwave and have a good night. I say, NO.

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