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TravelPod Member ReviewsHotel Palwa Dumaguete
Before moving into my apartment in Bacolad I spent a few nights at the Hotel Palwa downtown. What a nice place for the economical price of $21 a night. The room was old but cozy. Shopping, sightseeing, immigration, the waterfront, and many places to eat were just a short walk away!!
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... times. I love being under the water, it makes me feel free and I can hold my breath for a while! The coral here is the best I've seen and that's saying something after snorkelling on the Great Barrier Reef, in Thailand and in Egypt! Probably because the coral is actually alive here, every now and then bubbles would release as if it's breathing. There are hundreds of different species of fish in all kinds of vivid colours from bright blue to stripy yellow to bright orange! ...
... Dive Centre. They've been in business for 25 years and were among the diving pioneers. It is a well run professional operation but I found them to be very expensive compared with what I've been paying elsewhere on this trip. I found them to be a little too corporate and to oversell the dive sites. The dive masters seem to be required to end each briefing with the slogan, "dive with a smile". On my birthday I made ...
... you could probably swim around the whole island in a couple of hours.
Here too there is some interesting marine life though it’s not astounding. The crazy Filipino fisherman used dynamite for many years after the 2nd World War, obliterating the reefs in the process. Apo island was one of the first to declare a sanctuary zone on the island in the early 1990’s. It will take generations to recover fully.
We are told the amazing stuff is ...
... specialising in sex by the hour is sleazy.
I shake my head in the back of the tricycle and grimace. It seems I'm kinda committed now. Anyway, I say to myself, it will make a good story for the blog (yes, readers, you are in fact partially to blame).
So, with Karen's arm looped in mine, we go to a hotel.
A darkened hotel.
With no name.
In a quiet area off the main road.
And large garage doors at every room blocking the door ...
... I got talking to a really nice English guy called Joe. We had a couple of beers and spoke about our travels. The hostel bar closed around 10.30pm. We both wanted to go out to a couple of bars but decided we would go out the following night instead. The following morning I woke up with a really bad sore throat. I was in bed until midday because I was in a lot of pain. I didn't sleep that much that night because of the pain. Eventually I got up and headed to the ...