Keep your cock away from me
Trip Start Feb 26, 2010
371Trip End Feb 26, 2011
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Note to self: When holidaying in the Philippines on a budget in May, always, always, as air conditioning is well beyond your price range, INSIST on a large fan to cool your beach hut. Don't do as we did, pay for a fan room, get there find no fan, ask at reception about lack of said fan, be told that it is in the wall (was she being sarcastic and meant the window?), be told a fan will be brought over, find when you get back to the hut late after dinner and a few beers that there is still no fan, that reception is closed, then spend a very sticky night drowning in your own sweat
We made a decision fuelled by the conversation that we had had the night before with Sarah and Chris, went for breakfast and checked out. Sarah and Chris had shown us their room (complete with fan) which was half the price we were paying for our beach front resort so we decided to get a room there. Before we left however, Andrew had clearly had enough of his beard and long hair so he borrowed Chris' clippers and gave himself a good shearing (yes Jan I do think there were things living in there). Even Andrew didn't recognise himself, it was quite scary really he looked like he had a pea head and was 10 years younger (at least). I couldn't really look at him for a while he looked so odd.
Heading down to the beach we stopped by the Irish bar, amusingly named 'The Craic House', as it had WIFI so checked emails and planned more of the trip and managed to Skype Andrews sister Vic and niece Ellie in Wales. Vic was very shocked to see her once hairy brother clean shaven again. We left the bar at around 4pm and went for an afternoon swim having escaped the midday heat (we were dripping with sweat just getting to the Irish bar). All the local kids were out in the ocean too, all completely naked jumping on and off all the boats that were moored up. We swam out quite a way and saw some huge star fish but were careful to avoid the poisonous sea urchins.
We went for dinner at a tiny local restaurant, passing by all the houses with massive speakers outside pumping out the likes of 'Cotton Eye Joe' very loudly (Filipino's like everything LOUD) and had sweet and sour chicken and adobo chicken (a local dish) with rice along with San Miguel beers (Stevie Z : 30 peso each). The owner couldn't stop thanking us for going there, she was lovely and the food was good too. By this time we were knackered and decided to call it a night. We walked back to the hut mesmerised by the sheer number of stars in the sky set out before us. If we hadn't been afraid of falling asleep there all night and waking up with a sunburn we might have laid on the beach just taking it all in it was so beautiful.