Articles tagged with: eatery
Three Broken Spokes on the Rear Wheel
Monday September 22, 2014
6:00 a.m. CarCar, Cebu
Room 4, Aloha – Pink House
I don’t think there is much memory left in the NEO, but we’ll see how far I get.
A somewhat eventful day yesterday and I’m feeling the effects this morning. Tired and sore. The Doug Health Check wouldn’t give very good results this morning. Anyway, I woke in my tent to all the crazy animal …
Street Dancing in Lawaan
Yesterday was quite an unusual day weatherwise. It started off clear and beautiful. I grabbed my camera and walked down to the waterfront and along the river and nearby neighborhoods. I got some great pictures of mothers swimming in the water with their young children, teaching them to swim in fact. This was out at the end of a very long cement pier. I wasn’t …
At the Barangay Captain’s House in Lawaan
I don’t know where these moods come from, but as I left from Guiuan, I could feel that I was irritable. Perhaps it was because I left without breakfast. I had only a cup of coffee and two buns. I thought that would be enough to get me to a town where I could have a meal. However, things just didn’t work out meal-wise, and …
Photo Walkabout in Tacloban
On my boat rides to and from San Antonio, I noticed an interesting stretch of coastline in the northern part of Tacloban. There were two ornate churches there plus a lot of houses built on stilts out over the water. I decided to go there with my camera and see if I could walk around and take some pictures.
Before I went, I stopped at my …
A Wonderful Night in Viriato
I was cycling at a pretty good pace (good for me, that is), and some rough calculations told me that I could make it to Calbayog before dark if I wanted to. However, the land had other ideas about that and it suddenly became much hillier and I was reduced to my usual stately crawl up long steep slopes. At that pace, reaching Calbyog seemed …
Day Three and Matnog’s Still-Hidden Charms
The next day, my last day in Matnog, was an odd sort of day. I spent the morning writing in my journal and drinking coffee and hanging out at the resort. This was not quite as relaxing and enjoyable as it sounds as the skin on my legs around my knees was so itchy and sore that I wanted to scream at times. Plus, I …
The Hunt for Food in Matnog Continues
My first night in Matnog at the Richwell Beach Reort did little to ease my pain. There was a restaurant at the Resort and I had been assured by everyone that I could order what I wanted. But when I tried to do that, I found it impossible to fight my way through the vagueness once more. Our conversation (if you can call it that) …
Matnog – Trying to Uncover Matnog’s Charm
As much as I enjoyed the ride to Matnog, I have to say that it took some time and effort to uncover Matnog’s charm – if, in fact, I ever did. This was not an unusual occurrence. Some towns just work. Things go smoothly and they strike me as pleasant places. I set off as Doug the Hunter/Gatherer and, with a bit of effort, I …