Grand Regal Hotel Bacolod
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... through seas and mountain ranges. However we had a fun conversation with my colleague so I just ignored the wearisome trip. The long journey started after crossing the Toledo-San Carlos waters. Then we started travelling across the towns and mountain barangays of Negros Occidental province.
The view along the way was very invigorating and thrilling. There are many mountains and dangerous slopes that we have to pass through. But the picturesque hills ...
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 ...
... is this
white girl doing here’ and the porter pushed the trolley up alongside the
patients bed. There was me expecting the nurses on the ward, the porter and
myself to help this old lady transfer on to the trolley, but no, the nurse I was
with and the porter stood there at the end of the bed and let the patient
painfully struggle across to the trolley with the help of her daughter, which wasn’t
really helping anyway because she couldn’t reach. I ...
... grab some buckets and get the water out. Thanks to some stellar problem solvers (ie Scott and others), water out and back to work we went. I even had the privilege of getting into the hole and lining the hole with brick and mortar. We worked long and hard. Right before we left, there were some boys around playing basketball (Filipino's may not be tall, but they are skilled!). Alex and Scott joined them for a bit and I ...
... short time. However, Monica went ahead and tried a cookie. After a short time, she proclaimed that she was feeling nothing and that the cookie was having no affect. So we went to bed in the little pop up trailer. Where all of a sudden it did hit Monica. And in a voice that could be heard, three football fields away, she asked me, "Am I special?" Well she finally got her answer in a red chocolate wrapper on her pillow in Bacolod - yes Monica, you are ...