Dear dad, please don’t worry, I got here safe. Please stop reading here haha. No, to be serious, I’m at the hostel drinking my welcome San Miguel at the moment. The ride here was wow….how to describe it… let’s say adventurous. Took a flight with a propeller plane, very small and shaky and looking um…second-hand lol. The flight attendant’s voice sounded like she’s been drinking for the past week. My boarding pass was handwritten; there was no luggage belt, so they handled my backpack as if it was a coat in the theater – over the counter. Then came the additional fees – and they seem to charge for everything here: the environmental fee, the airport fee, the ferry terminal fee,…… So I took a tricycle to the jetty port and just followed the crowd to the very unstable looking boat. A few months back I probably wouldn’t dare board it, but now – what the hell! I had a mate that entertained me through this a bit scary journey – a retired Pilipino physics teacher. By the way, on the airport in Cebu, guess what I heard – polish language!! I will never get away from the Poles haha – they are currently undergoing a silent invasion of the world :P Anyways, than another tricycle to the hostel. The welcome drink and I just met 2 guys travelling alone. Love hostels! It took me what – 30 min to meet other travellers !
That flight must have been something - a propeller plane and the way you described how they treated passengers at the airport - totally oldschool :) And now, after you've suffered through that journey, the paradise continues. It's gonna be plenty of fun! :)
ReplyDeleteat least it wasnt asian spirit. LOL.
ReplyDeleteanyway, have fun in bora!!! :D