When we got through to the terminal there was a little food store and a prayer room. They had a beautiful shrine for the Virgin Mary, which I loved. You would never find anything like this in the United States, which is fine, but I wouldn’t mind if there were religious symbols of all types everywhere. I love religious artwork in general, really. I only had my camera phone which obviously isn’t that great but I snagged a pic anyway.
There are a bunch of stories I can/will tell about Boracay, but getting there is one in itself. It’s one of those taxi/airplane/boat/motorcycle-sidecar type of deals. Our journey started in Manila at the domestic airport. Apparently their version of TSA is just as invasive as ours. Men and women stand in different lines, stand on a box and get groped patted down.
The plane was delayed so we had to wait quite a while, but the plane ride was quick (about 45 minutes). It was a pretty sketchy prop-plane but the views were unreal.
This is the a pic I took with my phone as we were landing in Caticlan:
After landing we grabbed our bags and there were a bunch of guys with motorcycles & covered sidecars waiting to take us to the docks. It was about a ten minute ride.
When we got to the docks we had to buy a ticket for a boat ride to Boracay. The boats were pretty sketch (but defiantly not the most sketch I’ve ever been on) and I was so worried my super heavy suitcase was going to fall into the water as it was being loaded on the boat. The guys were pros, though, and it was fine.
This was another ferry we saw at the docks. I’m not sure where it goes (not Boracay) but I thought it was super cool:
When we got to Boracay we had to ride another one of those motorcycle/trike/sidecar things to the other side of the island. It was pretty cool driving through the little villages in the open air.
As soon as we got to our hotel, we checked in and headed straight for the beach. It was beautiful.
Haha… No, I don’t sport chains like that on a reg. It was just a really awesome Von Zipper one that we saw in a display case at a skate shop in Manila. I think it was just supposed to be part of the display because they only had one, but we asked if we could buy it. It was too cheesy/cool to pass up. And yes, I smuggled in some of the now-illegal Four Lokos from the United States. For those of you don’t know, Four Lokos were energy drinks mixed with alcohol, but Big Brother the federal government banned them because some stupid, irresponsible frat boys drank too much and died. They still sell them without the caffiene now (because we all know that you can’t die from alcohol that isn’t mixed with caffiene).
Aaannnyyywaaayyy, that’s how we got to Boracay. More about our adventures there later.