After yesterday’s island-hopping tour, Day Two in Pangasinan was spent hopping across Bolinao to a few of the city’s main attractions. I set my alarm for 5:30 for the obligatory sunrise photo, and went back to Vista De Las Islas Hotel at 7 for a complimentary breakfast of Alaminos longganisa (which I found tasty enough, but made me long for Lucban longganisa even more). By 8AM, the other tour joiners and I were at the lobby to check out (so we could head straight back to Manila after the day’s tour), and Paul the tour van driver came to whisk us away to our first stop: the Cape Bolinao lighthouse.
“Lima lang po kayo, ma’am,” (“There will only be five of you, ma’am,”) the tour driver, Paul, said as I climbed into his van and asked how many were taking the Bolinao-Hundred Islands tour. It was a little past 10 PM when he picked me up at McDonald’s in Blue Bay Walk in Pasay. Apparently I was the only one there, and we’d be picking up everyone else at QC. Traffic was a bitch on the way there and Paul was obviously livid, which I tried to ignore by napping to Bon Iver. Between this and Pangasinan were hazy, sleep-filled events like Paul taking a wrong turn somewhere, picking up the other four passengers, and stopping at Bridgeway Travel and Tour’s office to pay the balance and we were on our way.
A couple of weeks ago, I went to Pangasinan, and it was one of the most memorable trips I had ever gone on in my life for two reasons. One, I had never been there before and I’d always wanted to go. Two, it was my first time traveling alone.
Last year, my family and I thought it would make sense to spend Halloween at the beach. OK, that’s a lie; when we called to make a reservation at La Luz in Batangas, we forgot it would be the Halloween weekend and booked anyway. We didn’t care that it was the rainy season, either. We just wanted a few days away from the city. (This trip is different from the one we took in early 2015, by the way. We just really like this beach so we keep coming back.)
First, I think some apologies are in order. I know I haven’t posted in a while because I’ve been crazy busy during the holidays and even after that. I have to say, I did miss sharing some stuff here, so I’m going to try to update my blog a bit more regularly starting now. (I’m not calling it a resolution; resolutions are delusional statements you’re expected to break a couple of weeks into the new year.)
From swimming at El Nido to snorkeling at Honda Bay, it’s almost hard to go home.
We had to get up early this day to get to the airport in time for our 7:15 flight, so I was up and at ’em by 4. Once I was done with the bathroom, everyone took turns getting ready. After packing up everything and checking that nothing was left behind, we were out the door by 5:30.
We came, we saw, we conquered the Underground River. Now, Honda Bay is beckoning.
I was both pumped and disappointed waking up that day: it was our Honda Bay tour, which meant this was our last tour in Palawan. But the excitement got the better of me as I got ready and roused everyone else up.
After much delay, we’re finally here. Now, the action begins.
Our service-cum-tour-guide said pick-up for the island tour would be at 8:30, so I woke up at 6 to get refreshed and ready for breakfast (I hate getting up minutes before leaving for something). I stepped out of our room, cased the hotel, and took a few pictures. And then I felt it. Tiny raindrops. Uh-fucking-oh.