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... Philippines but after consulting the locals (and the internet), we decided it was safe enough. Safe, but not efficient. When we got to he terminal, we were told that there was a 7 hour delay and that instead of departing at 9pm, it would leave at 4am. But we had to be there at midnight in case it left earlier. So we checked into a hotel for a few hours to have a snooze and watch a few movies.
The ferry left at about 3am. We had booked ...
... 150p. Food ordered, the murky orange pitcher comes with two shot glasses??? Two normal glasses later and some ice, its poured. All i can describe it as is you know them horrible cheap fruit juices you can buy that are really sweet and thick? multiply that by ten put some cheap warm rum in it, and, voila....... here you have a Mindoro Special!!!! Favourite sweet in Phils = Choco - mucho bars!!!! However **** your food is, have one of them and it makes ...
... by a tasty veggie curry, soon to become my staple food
source for the Philippine leg of the trip, in the “Garden of Eden”
restaurant. As we sat there Tom's head slowly became surrounded by a
cloud of mosquitoes, obviously recognising the huge blood supply
available due to its vast surface area. Making a sharp exit before
they swooped we spent the rest of the night chilling in our
“apartment” watching The Social Network.
... mission (with about 20 students) to a poor community and set up a day clinic for sick children, adults and check-ups. The three of us and our friend Gertrude manned the Weighing and Temperature station for the kids, but there was also a blood pressure table, wound dressing table, check-up station (med school students) and pharmacy station. It was really fun to interact with the people and kids in that community! The organization we worked with is ...
... the building, making ******* gestures at me and mouthing just above a whisper….”I come to your room later!”…I insist that this will not happen but it would be na´ve to think I’ve seen the last of this one. A nagging feeling sets in: I know I will have to deal with he/she again later tonight.
After a scrub up I head into “town”, which is essentially one long, meandering strip of markets, diver shops, ...