Let’s go!

My “cottage” at the Camp Holiday resort.

What passes for a beach at Camp Holiday… That’s the port of Davao City across the water…

A street scene in Samal..

Maria’s business…

Hard at work..

Lechon for Maria’s birthday…

…and a cake of course…

I got a pedicure and the local kids treated me like a zoo exhibit…

Hot day, cold beer, lunch on the way…

Letting me know I was not welcome…

Maria on the beach…

Me on the beach…

Low tide…

Palm tree and water…

Climbed these steps to the waterfall. Not as many as Namsam, but a fair hike…

Was it it worth the walk?

There was this…

…and that…

A river runs through it…

At dinner I gave our waiter a round of applause…

Great minds think alike…

Visited a resort that was much nicer than the one I stayed in…

lots more expensive though…

The obligatory water lily photo…

A beer with a view…

Chillin’ at Camp Holiday…

Here’s a little eye candy for you ladies…

Next up was the bat cave…

No batman though…

or robins either…

but there was a carabao..

So, having seen all the sights on Samal, we moved on to Davao where the Philippine Eagle Center is a must see tourist attraction…

I came…

…I saw. And then I left.

Next up, the infamous Japanese tunnel…built with slave labor by Filipino P.O.W.s in WWII…

Apparently it was an underground garrison that went on for some 7 kms…

The commander in his office counting tribute from the locals…

Hey guys, MacArthur says he will return…

Tyranny is nothing to brag about. Just sayin’…

And then we did the crocodile farm…

What a crock…

Me having an identity crisis…

hungry goldfish…

When we got hungry we ate here…

Hey, give me that! I saw it first!

Nothing left to do now but reminisce…