Kinda got settled into the drunken laid back beach lifestyle and couldn’t be fucked to post here. In Manila now and will head out to the airport in an hour. Let’s ketchup!
This is where I stayed. As mentioned previously, a bit inconvenient in that it is at the end of the beach with no road access. I guess you might call it a “boutique” hotel, small and older but not without its charms.
Probably the best thing going for it was the friendly staff. Everyone I encountered was smiling and helpful.
Now, getting up to the room could be a bit of challenge, especially on those nights when I had a bit too much to drink (that would be all of them). Narrow and twisting stairway from the lobby…
….leading to a second flight of stairs…
….and finally to the balcony in front of the room.
Sailboats on the beach….
I got a kick out of this dog. He held that plastic bottle in his mouth like it was the best chew toy ever. I’m really hoping to own a German Shepherd once I make the move.
Doggone.
A breakfast view…
A view of breakfast…
Speaking of food, it was generally a disappointment. Subic Bay has a lot more choices and higher quality preparation in my experience. This pulled pork sandwich was pretty nice though…
Unlike Subic, Boracay has a lot of franchise chain outlets. Hadn’t seen a Johnny Rockets since I left NOVA in 2005. Had to give it a try of course and the double meat burger I ordered was quite tasty.
Sunday was my last night in Boracay and so I spent it on the beach. Where else would I go?
Made it back to the airport with a minimum of trouble and in less than an hour.
The view from the very small terminal was quite pleasant.
Back in Manila and I needed to get some walking in. Hoofed it over to the Mall of Asia. Huge it is!
Christmas season is in full swing here. Crazy!
In a land of beautiful brown skinned people I was quite shocked to discover this outlet in the mall….turns out it is an inappropriately named restaurant.
After the mall I paid a visit to the EDSA entertainment complex. The entertainment being a group of several bars featuring dancing girls and overpriced drinks. This blonde didn’t have much to say, but she was friendlier than most of the gals I’ve met lately…
And now I’ll begin the journey back home. But before I go I will share this nugget the daughter sent me:
Ha! She inherited her father’s sense of humor!
Love that single spoonful of slaw next to your pulled-pork sandwich.
Safe return!