Another day lived and enjoyed on the beautiful island of Siargao. When you are staying at a beach resort, walking on the beach feels like the right thing to do. So, when the sun was up and the tide was out, that’s just what we did.
Food was good, but we noticed again how much more expensive things are here compared to Barretto. I got four wings for 350 pesos. You get eight for that price at Sloppy Joe’s.
All my fellow travelers were on a motorbike adventure, so Swan and I headed out on our own when beer o’clock rolled around. And lo and behold, as we walked down Tourism Road, Jeff and Davina pulled up on their scooter and told us of a place they had found off the beaten track. It was less than a kilometer away, so off we went. Jeff and Davina joined us there shortly after we arrived.
I messaged Joy and asked where she was. She responded that she was at work. I told her I was at Hideaway, but she wasn’t there. Then I sent the above photo as proof. Joy claims this is not the same Hideaway.
We decided to give that birria taco place we’d seen earlier in the week a try. Jeff and Davina took their scooter, and Swan and I grabbed a tuk-tuk for the 7K journey.
Swan judged the tacos to be okay. She said the shell was less greasy than John’s place, but she missed the guacamole. I found the burrito a bit too ricey, but otherwise it was tasty.
As we were eating, a group of tourists came in and sat at a nearby table. Before long, Jeff had engaged them in conversation.
Oh, and Isla Comida didn’t have San Mig Light.
After dinner, we parted ways. A tuk-tuk ride back to our side of town, then a nightcap at Barrel Bar next to our room. I judge it to have been another good day in paradise.
Continuing on in the October 2015 LTG archives, there was this post about work and darts, two things I no longer have in life. Well, at least I have the memories.
Raffy Tulfo is a Filipino broadcast journalist who often takes on cases involving scams, corruption, and violence. Or so I’ve been told. I’ve never actually heard more than snippets from his show. But for today’s YouTube video presentation, here he is interviewing a foreigner who got his ass kicked in Angeles City. Full disclaimer: I haven’t had time to watch all of this one either. I found it on one of the PI forums I frequent.
Well damn, here I am trying to save some time, and this happens. Click on the YouTube link if you want to watch.
Let’s do the humor, so I can go take a shower:
Alright, almost time to hit the town, so I’d best get myself ready. Tomorrow morning, we are taking an island tour by boat to several offshore locations. I will blog about it as time permits.
Seems like Siargao is a pretty nice place. Appears to have some definite advantages over Barretto. Though, I am sure there are disadvantages not yet apparent (or maybe they are).
Do you have any thoughts of moving to someplace other than Barretto or are you fixed in place there? Inertia is a powerful thing! LOL
The tacos…
They, too, seem not to believe in dipping the taco shells in consommé before frying. (Yes, you can fry the dipped shells until crispy. Most places do.)
That’s a creative way to name your Korean restaurant.
Any plans to visit?
And lo and behold, as we walked down Tourism Road, Jeff and Davina pulled up on their scooter and told us of a place they had found off the beaten track. It was less than a kilometer away, so off we went. Jeff and Davina joined us there shortly after we arrived.
How did you beat them on foot?
Kevin, I guess I won’t know the difference until I come across a properly prepared birria taco. I’ll keep looking!
As for the Kimsaurant, I’m running out of time this trip. I hope to be back here one day, and it will be on my “to-do” list.
We got to Hideaway first because Jeff had to detour to a dress shop so Davina could add to her wardrobe.
Brian, as much as I like it here in Siargao, it is in the “nice place to visit, but I wouldn’t want to live here” category. General Luna is too touristy for my taste, and I’ve yet to find an expat community to hang with. No Hash either. The rest of the island seems too rural for me as well. Also, I was told there is a medical clinic here, but no hospital. For hospitalization, you have to be transported by a ferry boat to Surigao City, which takes an hour. I’d wager that’s a death sentence for severe conditions.
Barretto, despite its flaws, is a good fit for me. At my age, it doesn’t make sense to start over again somewhere else. If I needed to escape, I might flee to La Union or maybe the beach life in Pundaquit.
As for the Kimsaurant, I’m running out of time this trip.
Kim-staurant, not Kim-saurant. That would make no sense.
Personally, I think that whatever comes before “staurant” should be a vowel sound, so it would have been better to write, “K-staurant”… although that might’ve sounded too much like “gay-staurant.” Bleh… you can’t win.