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Oadby and Wigston

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    • Day 44

      On our private jet

      August 25, 2017 ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

      We chilled all morning with some of the people we had met, had some breakfast, got packed, and checked out. Ernie picked us up at 11 am to take us to the airport….well….by airport I mean room. It was tiny – it was crazy! We loved it though. The security men checked inside ALL of our bags on the way in, and then we checked in. You know a plane is tiny when they ask you to weigh YOURSELF on check in…yep that is right! I thought that Hope had misheard at first, but nopeeeee, we weighed ourselves. Not what you fancy doing after 6 weeks of eating and drinking non –stop haha!
      The plane was absolutely tiny! It was like our own tiny private jet. There were 12 of us on it, and it had two propellers either side (I can’t say I felt the most safe when we were in turbulence but it was only 45 minutes long so it was fine). It made sense why it was £47 for such a short journey – otherwise it wouldn’t be worth running. They have only recently introduced this direct flight.
      We landed in Caticlan, and got the ferry to Borocay. We got ripped off…again! We should have walked off the ferry, got a tricycle to the port, and got a ticket to Borocay which would have cost about 100 (and the lady at our hostel even said to do that). But we stupidly got dragged by this man into his shop where we agreed to pay 500 pisos each for a lift to the ferry port, ferry, and a lift the other side to the hostel. Idiots! I still don’t know what we actually paid for….100 was for assistance…well where was our assistance when we had to chuck our heavy bags onto the top of the van!!! Fuming!
      We overheard an English lady saying about how this route is so bumpy, and she would rather pay more to go a different route and be safe…blah blah blah. So we were expecting the worse and thought we were in for the bumpiest ferry ride. Especially when we saw that the company had just 2 stars, and there was a broken window on the ferry!!! But we left….and approximately 4/5 minutes later…we arrived. We were so confused.
      We got the van to mad monkey, we were the final stop. We had heard how amazing this hostel was so we were excited.
      We arrived – and it did not disappoint! Easily the best hostel we have stayed in on our whole travels. We were even upgraded from an 8 bed mixed dorm to a 4 bed female dorm (and only had one girl in there anyway!). Three nights only cost 900 pisos (Outpost was 850 for one night!!).
      We went out on the hunt for a Mexican, and had a walk along White beach on the way, which was very beautiful. It is so touristy in Borocay, but we quite liked that as were up for going out. It’s a shame that the Mexican was awful – very expensive- and so awful. And even more annoying as we walked
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    • Day 42

      EN ROUTE TO EL NIDO

      August 23, 2017 in England ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

      On Wednesday August 23rd, we travelled from Port Barton to El Nido at 1 pm. We had a frustrating morning – and felt pretty annoyed!!!!
      We woke up and packed, and then I went for breakfast whilst Hope finished off as I was starving (shock) and had some pancakes. The man at the accommodation told us that motorbikes to the waterfalls are only 500 pisos for both of us so we arranged to go. The weather wasn’t great but we were under trees anyway so it didn’t matter. The journey was about half hour there, and we spent about 60-90 minutes at the waterfall. It wasn’t an amazing waterfall, but it was pretty and it was nice to visit before leaving Port Barton. The water was absolutely freezing!!!!
      However, at the end of the trip, the men charged us 500 pisos for the room (as agreed) but then said that the motorbikes were 500 EACH which was absolutely ridiculous! But because we were leaving to go and get our bus, we paid it without querying it (which I am very annoyed at us for and we should never have paid that! Even 500 was us being ripped off!!). To make matters worse, they told us the bus was 500 each, and then we overheard him accepting 400 off someone else. By this point I was fuming so I went and asked for our 200 change as we were not being ripped off. I wish I had asked for the motorbike money back as well!! They obviously do not get many tourists at this time of year, so they must have just thought that they would claim as much money off us as possible.
      On the bright side, when you do the conversion to pounds, it really is not a lot of money (500 is £7.50 roughly) but it is more just the principle (or principal? I get them mixed up haha) of it.
      Anyway, the bus to El Nido was about 4 hours long. The strangest thing happened on the way. A boy asked me where I’m from, and when I replied with Leicester, it turns out that he is from Oadby… lived 5 minutes from my old house…went to the same schools as me… and is one year above me. It was so strange. Out of all the places – the Philippines is dead at this time of year AND Port Barton barely has any other tourists, yet I bumped into someone from home!! It was crazy!
      Anyway, we had a great couple of days in El Nido. So we arrived there at 5 pm ish, went to a big supermarket to buy some more toiletries, and got a tricycle up to the hostel: Outpost, with Jacob. It was a long way up the hill but Jacob was trying to insist that we walked (he didn’t want to pay – lovely boy…very very tight. He tried bartering for 10 piso peanuts on the stop on the way to El Nido …that’s 15 pence!!). The hostel only had 4 bed dorms which were a little more expensive than expected (850 pisos a night – approximately £12.50 which is a lot for one night) but we didn’t mind paying it (Jacob took a long time to decide). The hostel was excellent though (bar the wifi which was something we desperately needed to book our next flight!)
      Unfortunately, I had the most banging headache and felt so dizzy (Hope said I was not making any sense with what I was saying… I just could not get my words out!) so I went for a ‘lie down’ which of course ended up being a few hours long. Sadly we missed out on the beer pong tournament (I’m sure Hope wasn’t too upset about that, haha). The hostel was so lively and full of young people (mainly English as well) so although I felt so dizzy, I tried my hardest to have a few drinks as I didn’t wanna miss out. We drank at the hostel until 10, and then went out with some English girls we met to Tikki bar as the hostel bar licensing was only until 10. The bar was good and we were having a good time….until I tried to do a shot to get drunk and make myself feel better…it just didn’t go down well. I was sick…. A lot ! My body just wasn’t handling it that night haha. So we had to go back (I felt really bad but I don’t think Hope minded too much…for once it wasn’t her being sick bless her!). We did get the NICEST FALAFEL WRAP ON THE WAY BACK THOUGH….I’m still dreaming of it now.

      Ahhhh falafel
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