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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 …
A Walk to the Weather Radar Station
I had plans to leave Guiuan yesterday, but I woke up to rain and it continued to rain off and on all day. Today, the skies are clear and blue, so the plan is to leave in an hour or two.
After I had breakfast yesterday morning (at Sanley Express Meals again), there was a break in the rain and I set off on foot to …
Big Waves on Sapao Beach
My goal for yesterday was to track down a place called Sapao. There is a nice picture of this place on the tourist brochure, and a number of people had asked if I’d been there yet. It seemed everyone expected me to go there. The brochure had this to say about it: “This is reputed to be an exrucionists haven on account of its delighting …
US Naval Airbase in Guiuan and Calicoan Island
Two days have passed since I wrote about visiting Lourdes and Jessa on the Hollywood Jetty. The first day was spent on my bike exploring the area around Guiuan. My main reason for doing this was to see the large abandoned American airport near the town. I had been informed that it was very near the town and to get there, I just had to …
A Family Visit on the Hollywood Jetty
Peaking out the window of my hotel room’s bathroom this morning, I was greeted with clear blue skies. That’s great after so much rain. However, as in life, the change in weather brings bad as well as good. It was sunny yesterday, too, and the heat was hard to deal with and retain a “sunny” disposition. I don’t imagine the heat will be any friendlier …
Cycling to Guiuan, Samar
I didn’t have a chance to see my hostess from the hotel of videoke horror before I left. As I went downstairs to take a shower in the common bathroom and such things, I had to pass the kitchen, and though many people said good morning to me, it seemed that my hostess was avoiding me. I couldn’t really blame her. In the cold light …
Quinapondan and a Night of Videoke Torment
I did stay in Quinapondan to give my knee a chance to recover a bit. I had a pretty good day and a less than perfect night. The dreaded videoke horror reared its ugly head. And since it was a Friday night, it wasn’t much fun for the poor foreigner.
After breakfast, I grabbed my camera and headed out into the town. I brought all my …
