Microtel Inn & Suites Calapan, Oriental Mindoro
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Escorted by Police
Tired from the travelling, I decided to chill out today. I was actually lost for 2 hours trying to find the Mangyan Heritage Centre. Every locals seemed to have their idea of its location. After a fruitless search, I went straight to the Pulis station and asked a constable. A policeman got to know his city, right? Nope, don't know where it is! ...
... for both locals and foreigners. It was back to Java Jazz for a brunch of a superb spanish style sardines in garlicky sauce with garlic rice, no less.
Batangas Ferry Terminal
Back to Tagaytay town for my bus to Batangas shortly after. Turned out I had to bus to Balayan and switch to a Batangas bound bus. All in all, the two buses chewed up 4 hours including 1 hour stuck in a traffic jam at the outskirts of Batangas! It was a scene of chaos ...
... symbols were themselves being partially buried.
Up to now I have seen nothing in the Philippines which has upset me; they don't eat their pets and they're kind, honest people so this came as a bit of a shock to me - especially since most towns have two kinds of public bins Nabubulok and Di-Nabubulok meaning rotting and non rotting! I can only assume that they employ someone at the end of the market day to collect the rubbish and take it ...
... the best spot to dive in the Philippines.
So mostly I figured out my favourites in diving. I love to see a lot of small colourful fishes. Mostly I could find them in dive spots with wrecks in 5- 15 meters. For an hour diving you mostly have to pay 1000- 1700 Pesos that are 20- 35 Euros. Well its sounds expansive but if you go down to an totally different world you will change your mind quickly. Also my ear problem mostly forced me to breaks.
... interest or business in. They politely ask if it’s OK if they excuse themselves and I of course oblige. I’m sitting alone and I can feel the eyes on me. I know that if I sit here for much longer the girlies will start to swarm, so I guzzle my beer, settle up and head for the exit.
Ambling down the path to my hotel, I feel the dread of the inevitable he/she that is waiting for me somewhere between my current location and my safety ...