ADMITTEDLY THIS JOURNEY WAS A KILLER

Trip Start Feb 21, 2013
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Trip End Jan 02, 2014


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alona bamboo house

Flag of Philippines  , Visayas,
Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Set off what would be considered late morning from Malapascua. so once we docked through a series of haggling debates and procrastination - not on my part I may add - it was decided that the best option to Cebu city would be the same style of bus I took before. The brief backstory is that a group of us from the ferry had decided to try and save some money and travel together in some sort of deal package. Impossible as the vans that sell themselves. sell the room for us all but don't take into account the room for everyones luggage. Always a sad site when basic common sense doesn't prevail. My suggestion from beginning to end for peace of mind and cheaper too ironically, was to take the zircon/wifi bus. In the end they all caught upend we were on the bus. PHEW!

I was well seasoned in when to hop off the buss to take a leak, or to grab a quick snack, as the us drivers here often stop but don't for some reason officially announce that this is a break stop. So if you don't bother to enquire, you could end up sitting there procrastination whether or not to get up off your arse and quickly nip out for food, drink and other things..... i mad my bones on my previous bus journeys and was now well versed with the system. Bus journeys our often spent in chilled out, window look through, reflective silences! But great bonding conversation was to come in the form of Jacqueline Timmermans. She was also on the ferry and through the bartering mentioned earlier, we seemed to be on the same ball - through this hitting it off. Jac was cool people and anyone can chat really but a real in-depth conversation, with interesting things to say; can be few and far between. Anyway time to fly but the journey time was about an hour longer than the bus journey before, putting a real strain on things for me as I had to make the last boat form the Cebu ferry port. A rushed goodbye to jacqueline I was in a taxi to the next port. Once out of the cab it was like a celebrity had hit town as i almost felt accosted by all the people around me.

Through the madness I somehow managed to get myself a ticket and was escorted to my pier gate. Now in a panicked hurry i got some annoying information form an extremely kind and helpful native called Dave, who said I should have purchased a ticket to the other recognised port that would have put me 15 minutes away form the region of Panglao islandI wanted to be in, once I'd arrived. Instead I was docking by a port that would be a further hours drive once I arrive. The day was going fast and the pressure was on not to miss the last transport. So I arrive and have to take a mini style rickshaw to the correct terminal to the style of van I was trying to avoid earlier in the bloody morning, which by now was the only choice to Tagbiliran, where I needed to go. That took over an hour then once arriving I was heading to Alona beach, which was the tourist/villager haven. That was to be a further half hour. So form 10am this morning I finally arrived at 21:15pm. I of course was ravenous through hunger and tired as hell but that's the backpacking way I guess.

Malapascua  had heavy rainfall for two evenings in a row, which meant all wifi was down. So adding more tales of woe; once arrived I had to now search for ruinable accommodation. To be fair I got lucky as that ordeal only lasted around twenty minutes. i eventually got a place for 500pesos a night - okay it wasn't the Hilton but in comparison to all the other quotes received before that were over a thousand, "good business is where you find it"

I was here and immediately negotiated with someone from my accommodation, a guide for tomorrow as I wasn't going to be here long and had to move fast. Of course I would be paying far less and getting more for my money. William was his name  and he seemed like he knew his way around. After grub it was straight to bed. Not the most pleasant of journeys I've had so far apart from the chit chat on the bus but once again I'm here and in one piece.
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