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... is around 10km away. At 6am we hoped in a tricycle and were the 2nd people to arrive. We paid our 1000Pesos each and rented an underwater camera before being taken by a fisherman offshore a short distance. We jumped in with our snorkels and the sight before us is still quite hard to comprehend; a few metres away were whale sharks approximately 15-20 feet in length. They are bloody enormous! Dave was watching one from a distance when one came from behind him ...
... our private butler drew back the curtains to our romantic valentines dinner. A candle lit dinner table and orchid petals delicately positioned across the table and floor in our villa garden. The backdrop was a beautiful sunset reflecting on the sea and the Badian mountains, and music emanating from our own harpist in the corner. It couldn't have got any more perfect. The sunset turned in to a clear moonlit starry night, with only ...
... go for another 2 hrs hike. Jerry the guide said that the cave is paradise. Hmmm. I wonder what it would be like. He mentioned that he is married and his family lives all the way on the other side of the mountain. As we walk I was trying very hard to not to trip over and get my shoes wet. Turned out that I was too clumsy. Haha. And when I looked over to Jerry, he was only wearing slippers, and he could walk around like Tazan. ...
... a couple of ours. I love to do these things with my wife. We always end up talking and fantasying about our next adventure or project and how we are going to do it and so on. In the night it was time to see the other people from the hostel again and itīs always nice to meet people that you get along with. I must say that we have met quite a lot of people on this trip which I am very happy to have meat.
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... then showed his true colours stating that as it was
Bierneyes Santos (Good Friday) no buses were running, until we
swiftly pointed out the one about to drive past us. His next ploy was
to tell us that all the buses were just going a very short distance
to the nearby terminal where they'd park for the night before
continuing the next day. Very sceptical we paid him for the journey
so far, gathered up our battered rucksacks, and headed back to the
wharf, an hour and ...