Bohol bum bags....they're the future
Trip Start Feb 26, 2010
371Trip End Feb 26, 2011
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Anyway, after a morning of writing blogs, drinking coffee, relaxing in hammocks and eating Hot and sour soup (odd that) it was time to finally leave the jungle. We organised probably the most novel method of ever leaving a hostel, for a boat to pick us up on the jetty and ferry us into Loboc. This method enabled us to skip carrying all our bags up the hundreds of steps. So we desended from the restaurant to the rooms threw the bags on our backs and ran to the jetty.
We boarded the boat before realising just as we were leaving that we had left the camera battery and charger (with international plug adapter) plugged in in the room
Erica had the cabin with one of the bags and I rode side saddle on the back of the bike. It was all a little odd for me. My knees were the widest bit of the bike so any passing cars that got a little close could have ended my running career. Erica Edit: I thought the London Marathon did that! Also, the suspension for the cab (sidecar and the roof) was seperate to that of the bike therefore I kept getting hit on the head by the roof which felt like it could crush me. The brakes on the bike also weren’t the best which put a little bit more worry into me.
We made it to the ferry port and joined the queue managing to get tickets for the 16:10 back to Cebu via speed ferry
We went into the waiting room to be entertained by a group of blind guitar players. They were really good playing, the Beatles, Jason Mraz, Bob Marley etc. Erica started the crowd clapping and got into the whooping at the end of each song (they can’t see appreciation so we need to make sure they can hear it! She said). We gave them a tip they were so good and when they startedto play Jason Mraz Erica said she was willing to just give them the wallet.
We took a quick picture of the ferry, boarded and set sail but not before Eagle Eyes Erica spotted that a small cockroache was also a fellow passenger and the scanning of the floor started. We shot off out to sea then the ferry broke down. It appeared to get fixed and broke down again. At one point it got really unstable as I think he had no forward but needed sideways to keep us away from either the shore or a hidden danger. The boat didn’t seem to go anywhere fast and I got a little nervous as night fell and we should have arrived about 20 minutes ago. In the end we were less than an hour late arriving which is a miracle as we seemed stationary for most of the time
Upon arriving at the port we jumped in a taxi to Cebu Guest House for another horrible night before tomorrows flights, the taxi hawkers tried to tell us it was 10kms away and would cost about 100 Piso, but when we schewd them away telling them we had done the same journey a couple of days previous for 50 Piso they soon disappeared and we flagged an official taxi down. Upon visiting the website on the ferry to try and book we were gobsmacked by the website. We got essentially a prison cell and they look like they are the bloody Ritz. To be fair though it is pretty good value for money in comparison with other city centre hotels but don’t think it looks like the website. Trade descriptions spring to mind.
Amazingly this time we were given a room in the main building which was quite nice albeit a little stuffy. We paid and as the guy had no change we said we would have 2 beers instead in the bar. Getting hunger pangs we decided to try the local fast food favourite 'Jollybee' as it was literally next door and cheap. Its a kind of BBQ chicken type place. I had chicken and rice and Lady E had a Blackforest sundae....it was quite good and good value 'V', however after noticing a sign declaring something about the dangers of 'Bee flu' we headed back to the guest house to grab the hand sanitizer - swine and bird flu were enough but Bee flu? You have got to bee joking!