After 24 hours on the trip I landed in Manila. On the plane I met Roland, who offered me a lift to the hostel. I took advantage of his proposal. Together with his mother and nephews we had been looking for my hostel for over an hour. Before 8 we managed to find it :).
In the morning on tricycle I got to the harbour ( it took me 10 minutes because it was already busy. In every bigger city there are massive traffics.
This time i have bought the ticket pointing it on the map and I checked twice if it is good or not.
In the morning I wanted to pick up the laundry and moved to Dumaguete as soon as possible. At 7 am I was on my way to the laundry room in San Juan (the opening hours were 7:30 – 17:30). No one cared that I wanted to move straight in the morning.
The night ferry arrived to Cebu with one hour delay. I wasn’t in a hurry, because it was still early and I was not sure if I will be let into the room Sugbutel Hotel – it was very early. I walked there about 20-30 min. from Pier 1.
I woke up sleepy, traffic calmed down around 24 and started again at 4 am – it was noisy and I could not sleep well. It was hard for me to understand how in a such small city there can be so many vehicles (mainly scooters and motorbikes) and so much traffic.
Crossing the sea went without any problem. While I was landing in Ormoc I decide to go to Danao Lake, but unfortunately I couldn’t find any transport to that place. Tricycles were too weak to go uphill, taxis were too expensive for one person.
Philippines country of contrasts. Road from San Antonio to LegazpiThe sea breeze, the lack of constantly trumpeting vehicles and the sound of the sea effectively regenerated me.
Thanks to this, I had time to swim in the sea and calmly pack.
The morning began with breakfast served in the room - fancy :D. In the morning I managed to get the laundry done at the hotel, even though in the evening one of the receptionist women could not tell me where to find the laundry.
Wake up before 4 in the morning. Together with Psyche and her sister, we went to San Pablo in a jeepney. There, after standing in a very long queue, we managed to push Audrey (sister of Psyche) to the bus. It was my worst trip in the Philippines.
At breakfast, I ordered a soup and I got some CHOPSTICKS for eating it! A hungry man who did not except any challenges from the early morning. Fortunately, I managed and only splashed myself and the table a little.
During the night I got stomach problems - it's good that it happened the day before departure. I used some pills that contained coal for the first time during the trip. Now I know that I should not have been buying smoked fish at the market, especially when you are not aware for how long they have been laying there.