Goldberry Suites & Hotel
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- Shuttle bus service
- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
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... well past their use by date. Not the usual bevy of Air Asia chicky babes. Though endless snacks and free beer make up for that.
Our trepidation at arriving in Manila – officially the worlds worst airport, is immediately dissipated as we step out into the muggy , sultry heat of early evening. No hassles, no crowds and through the terminal in less than 10 minutes. Nothing like we'd been forewarned. Free shuttle to the ...
... blood spurts and lives are quickly expunged. Even with a bird prostrate and helpless, the attack continues until, when all hope of survival is past, the handler separates the living (sometimes only just living!) from the dead. At a side of the arena, "cock doctors" clean and stitch up the wounded victors in readiness for their next bout. Pretty it is not. But not much of civilization is.
Our plans are to cut across to the island of Bohol on ...
... the people at the hotel told us we should only have paid 150... anyway the hotel in Lapu-Lapu was OK, very nice staff.
In the evening we went with a local girl named Dana Isabel, who we met on Couchsurfing, to a Philippino Barbeque ...
... of stray dogs, smoke, tin shack homes, cemetery's, etc to find this long lost son... which we did. I feel safe with Rhonda because she knows the people and the language which is Cebuano. Later on Rhonda did a talk to twenty Filipino mid-wives and me of course who were going to Cambodia to deliver some babies. Oops, I won't be delivering babies. She told them about how we met with my Dad hiring Rhonda to help me with my English and math because I sucked at school when I ...
... of his face. He didn't say a word, so I presumed all was well.
I started to get nervous that we had driven past our destination, the local shopping mall. It had seemed much closer the day before in a jet lagged daze with the other interns. But soon enough, we reached the section of road with the yellow dividers and I recognized where we were. I thanked the driver and hopped off the back into the chaos that is the Save Mart mall. Jeepneys line the roads trying to cram ...