We stopped off at the ticketing office to get our Ferry tickets from Bohol to Butuan, I rant about the lack of a centralised database and booking system later, in any case. XM photo
Next up was the Tarsier Sancturary (which we soon found out was illegally run), seems these little creatures have eyeballs bigger than their brains. They are kinda cute, except for a really weird tail... The question on my mind was 'Are they Delicious?'
Lunch was on a riverboat cruising to nowhere. Food was alright, but the scenary was quite good. Too bad it wasn't on the mississippi. Guess some people's blood compacts are not as sacred as others.
XM's photos from the boat trip. Yup! I forgot to take a photo of the spread. Don't know what crossed my mind :)
I really wanna crack a village people joke right about now, but I couldn't find a policeman around. XM photo.
I don't recall the food being THAT good on the boat, but then again, we're overseas so everything's supposed to taste good. XM photo.
XM's camera is alot better than mine :)
At the end (or halfway before we turned back) of the cruise, we came upon this little floating hut with half-a-dozen old man playing string instruments. There was an acoustic bass, two guitars and four banjos. They were quite good, considering they've probably been sitting there playing the same song over and over again for the last 50 years. We didn't dare to suggest learning a new song.
400 year old church... one of many found in Bohol. Seems if you throw a rock in the philippines, you'll either hit a church, a basketball court or a simbago.
As a catholic country, there were plenty of these little devotions to Mary. They were as commonplace as churches.
After lunch, we went to some floating bridge in the middle of nowhere. It was made out of bamboo and supposedly quite strong. The fact that we all made it across is a testament to it's strength. Shortround, hold on tight....
Finally, we got to the world famous Chocolate Hills... where they don't sell chocolate (which is another story all together)
Tourist T-shirts for sale at the souvenir shop on top of the viewing gallery of Chocolate Hills. No Chocolates for sale in sight. XM Photo
Rickey scoring some points with the Lady, and I don't mean the Virgin Mother...
Our last stop for the day was another Church along the route.
There were some kids from the school putting up a dance recital for tourists. Good way to make easy tips while practicing their moves.
Checked in at the resort and proceeded to fill our bellys. The spread looked pretty good, but there was one thing I didn't get. The chef put our food on the grill immediately after we made our selection, but the food only arrived an hour later... and cold. WHY???
After dinner, we proceeded to celebrate our second night on the island by drinking ourselves into a stupor while playing cards. As you can see, the photos got shakier and out of focus as the night progressed. Ironically, the expensive premier rhum tasted horrible, but the 18 peso (about 50cents) was quite nice.
Martin showing his 'winning' hand seconds before he got punked by H with a better hand. The punishment?
All the backwash left in the bottle of rhum...
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