Amontillado Beach and Dive Resort
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... we had 3 options:
- Whale shark watching (staying in the boat): PHP 500 per person
- Swimming with whale sharks: PHP 1,000 per person
- Diving with whale sharks: PHP 1,500 per person
... stop and gets us on our way. He kindly (and loudly) points out the lady-boys of the town for our elucidation. (He's got to be gay...)
The bus is seriously hammering along at a frightening rate and we quickly surmise it’s trying to make the 1pm ferry…it doesn’t get there by 4 minutes, we can see the ferry not 100mtrs from the pier as our bus pulls in.
We have another hour wait before we cross the channel to Dumaguete. We note ...
... which the locals loved. They would all stand proudly at their stalls showing off their loot. Cock fighting is huge in the Philippines so we would often come across large huddles of Men comparing and trading cocks, again they loved having their pictures taken.
Dumaguete is a large University town so there were lots of young peope around. Our hostel was next to a large, very cheap supermarket called 'Rickys' where we stocked up on food to eat in our ...
... two guys already in it ready to push back. They said we would have 30 minutes in the water and handed us our snorkeling equipment and a life jacket. As we paddled (well, as the two guys paddled) out to the area, the water was so clear and a beautiful shade of blue, you could already see the huge whale sharks in the water, peeking up to the surface for some grub.
The time was clicking so we jumped in and realized we were surrounded, by sharks and people. There were ...
... effectively squashed when children splashed about in the pool. I wondered if they knew about its legend?Nevertheless the tree still looked creepy to me.
We rode to Cang Asa village to the home of a healer on a trail under the cover of rainforests. Reminiscing of a B-grade thriller hollywood film, we solemnly approached the weary looking hut in the drizzle (imagine haunting and eerie soundtrack in the background). In my mind, all I ...