Tambuli Beach Club East Wing
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... with the mask, giving me a medicine then walk away all they do-no questions asked! One thing really **** me, when doctor discharged me and said I can go home even the nurse heard, she hasn't removed my IV yet and walk away with the doctor. I had to buzz to nudge the nurse few times. Finally it got out after about 1 hour. I would remove myself if I could! but I am 21 now and I wouldn't do this stupidly things when I was in teen years. From my point of view on the Filipino ...
... hers, and arranged that he meet me and have lunch together. I sat on the steps of my hotel waiting for Ron to arrive. A very flash looking black SUV with tinted windows pulls up... Cool... that's ither him or the Filipino Mafia ! Little did I know I had just embarked on a very non touristy journey, with very lovely and well connected people. Hmmm So after tasting some very delicious Philippine food I was feeling back in the flow again, and a couple of days later ...
At night we had the chance to bring the family to an official Young life Club for Young Life Cebu North. Although Scott and I have been , Scott many times before, this was the kids' first experience in a Filipino Young Life Club. It was fun for me to see lots of familiar faces from when I had visited two years before. We sang songs, played games... Looked a lot like a club here in the US! The kids got to participate, as we navigated ...
... I was officially sick.
Getting sick made me feel better, but I barely had the energy to get a taxi back to the hotel.
I spent the whole night tossing and turning, getting up 5 or 6 times to vomit throughout the night.
We were supposed to fly to Camiguin island at 6am, but I cancelled, sending Ferg off ahead of me and promising to join him in a few days.
I spent the morning getting sick and feeling bad for myself, then checked myself in to a fancy ...
... the airport, and there was one literally about to leave (2-0 to good luck!). We clamoured on board with all our luggage only to realise that we didn’t have a clue which terminal was ours. There are only 2 terminals so we reckoned getting off where everyone else did was the best idea. By the time we'd finished debating terminal-strategies we were off the bus and realised we hadn’t paid (3-0). Only thing is that, of course, we should have gone to T2 (3-1, good ...