We arrived in Manila at 10 pm, expecting to see our ride with our name on a sign. Our B and B host was to pick us. We'll, no sign. My computer batter was dead, and the phone number he gave us did not work when we called. We wandered for awhile, hoping to see him, and then I got a police man to send him at text. Eventually we found each other, and we headed to his house. I was so tired because I hardly slept a wink on the plane, yet could not sleep for the howling of dogs and crowing of the roosters...which started incessantly around 1 am.
Our room there was large, in a traditional Filipino home, with a traditional bathroom...full of ants. I hate ants! I hate ants more than diarrhea. I hate ants more than spiders and rats combined. Not only were there lots of ants, but the little f.x@&&$ things bit! My first pee and I got bit on the big toe!
Anyway, the next day we walked to a close by mall to by Nick some shirts, and me some shorts (I left mine in Sorrento), and our host had his houseboy do our laundry. poor kid....our socks and undies were SOOOOOOO smelly. In fact, WE were SOOOOO smelly. We had been wearing the same clothes for days! That was all we did in Manila...that and nap, and try to figure out where to go next. Next stop....Palawan.
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