Amigo Terrace Hotel
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Western Visayas, next stop in the Philippines and ending. This city has a culture and an ancient cathedral. As in every town its big old cathedral, called Jaro Cathedral has some typical dances, which is the festival called '' Ibajay festival 'point of culture and traditions of a small town, it's amazing getting to know their cultures and mainly traditions, ending with a cute country like the ...
... and Filipino husband Jim. A very pleasant, relaxing day indeed. My planned morning dive yesterday was in jeopardy, having not slept as much as I should. I was a little late but it was just me and Nick, so made it out to dive Camia II, a purposely sunk, decent size fishing boat. There was plenty of life including trumpet fish, nudibranchs, jacks and angelfish. Then it was time to ...
... the post-op meeting with
the head doctor of orthopaedics. I went along and followed him into a dark room
where he locked the door behind us… at this point I was thinking where on earth
am I. I walked through, pulled across a curtain and walked into what looked
like a little control room. The head doctor was sat at the end with his legs
crossed across the room from the computer screen, I sat down and felt very
awkward. Basically I’d just gone to a meeting ...
... I know of and what I’m used to back home would I be able to? Sure enough
if you took someone like the man in charge of our boat, who by the way was 75
and still looking amazing to London he’d probably be petrified, but he’s spent
his whole life there and it’s all he knows. I’d absolutely love to live a
simple, healthy life like they do but would I miss what I know too much?
I’ll write again next week xxx (week 3 already!!) ...
... and I groan inside wondering what im in for. We peddle along (it’s a bicycle tricycle - I wish you could see exactly what I was in) through the dark streets and the roads get quiet with less and less traffic. I silently groan again as I prefer accommodation in busy areas where you have a sense of lots of people and more safety. We arrive at the lodge……
Now this is where the story gets interesting (you were wondering right?).
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