Thursday 25 April 2013

F1...Philippines Style


Well, its fair to say i've feared for my life here on the roads on more than one occasion. We have rush hour at home but here they have 'lets see who can get there first and I don't care who gets in my way' hours.



The first was in Manila where we actually crashed twice on the way to the hotel. After that I just left it to fate since I had no other choice.

Another time was on the way to Boracay in the mini bus. They love to play chicken over here with full size buses and I have been known to let out a small cry a few times. I do try and close my eyes and sleep but with all the bumps in the road and swirving its just impossible. That was one white knuckle ride I had to endure 4 times. Think I might even be ready to face The Big One at Blackpool now even though I said I would never. That said, even if we did crash, we are packed in so tight that none of us would move if we were hit head on.
No shit!
We had a driver take us into Bacolod yesterday and the way home was, well, another adventure. I couldn't keep my mouth shut this time and everyone in the car was cracking up laughing, even the driver. Although, it didn't slow him down! The profanities coming out my mouth, well, its a good job the kids don't understand the words or my accent. I was laughing hysterically and they thought I was having fun and thought I was hilarious! The road was half surfaced at one points so instead of driving on the new tarmac he decided to drive half and half which tilted the car to one side!

Ok it wasn't quite this bad lol
They don't overtake here either, oh no, they overtake, undertake, drive on the other side of the road into oncoming traffic just to pass a little tricycle tuk tuk. I mean at home we leave enough room for both cars but come on a moped does not need 7 feet and a close call with the juggernaut heading straight for you jesus! Seriously if they had a Filipino driver in the Grand Prix he would piss all over Lewis Hamilton and Alonso.

All day rush hour....or as the locals see it
They also like to play a game here called 'lets see how many people we can fit into a tuk tuk or bus'. You can see the size of these little tuk tuks and i've seen at least 10 people on one. They don't have a thing called personal space here. If you need to get from A to B then be willing to sit on someone, knees, hands, feet and head.


To top it all off, all the buses, minivans and tuk tuks have a sign on the back saying 'how's my driving' and a telephone number!!  


Boracay Part 1


I heard that Boracay was a beautiful place. White sand beaches, turquoise waters and great nightlife. Leila and I had decided to go for the weekend, Friday to Monday and oh what a bloody journey. It took us almost 10 hours from leaving Bacolod. We had to take the bus (1hr) to the port, catch a boat for another hour to Iloilo then get a minibus (6hrs). When we finally reached Caticlan we had to get another boat to Boracay and then a tuk tuk to the hotel. All this for around £10. Only I'd forgot my kindle and ipod!!! It felt like forever!

We had a little rest then went out exploring. The first bar we hit had a stag party RESULT!! When they left we had ourselves a little bar crawl or guy crawl I should say thanks to Leila. She pulled me through ever bar looking for nice looking guys before we got a drink and if there were none we'd move on. Thought I was man hungry haha! We finished in a bar called Summer Place. She walked straight over to 3 guys and asked if we could stand at their table. Some balls that girl, they had no choice. She grabbed the beefy welsh guy and started to dance with him. He looked like a bloody robot and didn't have a clue what to do. It was hilarious to watch. 

Dinner at Shakey's
The next day was spent mostly in bed tired from the day before and a little hungover. We'd seen a notice for a Pub Crawl so we went to collect our t-shirts at 4pm, went for dinner early then commenced getting ready and drinking. We joined the crawl at 7:30pm. The first bar was quiet but we got a chance to meet everyone in the crawl. It was mainly locals and a few westerners. Not really any eye candy...but give it time haha. It was a fantastic night of drinking, games, dance off's and forfeits. The main one was not drinking out of your right hand. Piece of piss I thought since im left handed. Oh no, I also smoke and take pictures with my left hand! Yeah got caught 3 times and had to down my drink....one i'd just bought was in a massive glass.

Vision of beauty...right there lol
We ended up at a promotional bar called ETC. Dunno what they were promoting or filming but it was full of famous Filipino's. I wouldn't know them if I fell over them but they were HOT! Did the beer bong twice and climbed on stage to dance and grope the nice boys. Yeah its fair to say I was wasted. After, we ended up in the Summer Place again and ended up crawling home at 6am. Successful night!

My hand was no where near him officer!

Oh hello!
Well, that also meant another day in bed severely hungover. We made it to the beach for about an hour then went back. We nearly got fined for eating our McD's on the beach lol. That night Leila wanted to go out but I didn't trust myself not to get drunk especially with the 10hr journey home the next day.

Those who know me, know that look
Nearly fined 1000 pesos...one expensive McDonalds
A great party weekend!


Bacolod & The Family


I arrived in Bacolod and I was so excited to see Leila. I met her in England as she was a friend of Ruth's. It was going to be great spending my last 6 weeks with a friendly, familiar face. She picked me up from the airport with their driver and we headed back. I was going to stay with her and her family an hour from the city. How cool is that!

Leila and I at the Mall
The house was huge in Filipino standards. They have 2. The main house has 3 bedrooms, a huge dining area, a family room, 2 kitchens (inside and out) and 2 terraces. The bathroom has a working western toilet and the shower only has cold water but to be honest its a god send, its soooo hot here. Her family are lovely. It was all girls apart from little Pedro...the cook and cleaner's son. It seems that most of the children live with the grandparent here. For example, her sister lives on a farm a few minutes from here but her children live here.



That night Leila took me a small village to visit the beach at sunset. It was breathtaking. All the local kids followed us there and laughed and joked as we took pictures. After we went to Kennedy's home (the driver) and I met his family and had a few beers. What an amazing experience I was going to have here.

The next day we chilled out and in the evening we were off to the local church for the Easter Thursday parade. Didn't know we would be in it! We chose a float and walked beside it with the rest of the church. I'm not religious at all but I felt so privileged. By this time i'd realised that not only was I one of few westerners in the town but the only female one too. Everyone kept coming up to Leila asking who I was and saying hello. I've never met more friendly people.

One of the Easter floats
The next day was another lazy day. Not much to do over Easter weekend here. We headed back to the church at night for the bigger parade. We were just going to watch this time. The local police invited us to sit with them at their station and watch it. They were so lovely (even if they were armed!) and really funny. They spoke to me and asked me lots of questions about home. Their English here is really good and I felt at ease talking to anybody. Leila bought me some famous Bacolod BBQ chicken....wow I've never tasted anything like it.

Michaela (Leila's daughter), Natalie and Pedra in a bikini...I mean Pedro
Cute little Pedro. The girls tease him rotten, dress him up as a girl and paint his nails lol
On Saturday we went Renee's home (another worker of the family) for karaoke. I needed a drink first so they bought 2 bottle of brandy. Its fair to say they couldn't get me off it after a while. Screaming cats had nothing on me. It was so funny.


On Sunday we went to a small local resort at the beach. I was a little 'peaky' lets say from the evening before but it was a good day. We went with the whole family and had a BBQ. The kids had a great time. Got lots of stares and people asking about me but I didn't mind and I met neighbour after neighbour haha.



The next weekend we went to Boracay....but thats another post.

I asked Leila one day about getting some professional photos done, don't know why I thought of it, but she said it was definitely possible so we arranged it. The day of the shoot I was a little nervous. I wanted sexy shots and I wanted to show off my new body which was now 2 stone lighter than when I left for Asia. When the woman did my makeup and I thought 'oh shit I look like a bleedin trannie' haha but it looked better in the camera.

The woman who took the pics was a sadist i'm sure. Here are a few lines that took place....
'suck your tummy in'....'I bleedin am, it wont go in anymore!'
'straighten your back, drop your arm and lean this way'....'no love it just doesn't go that way trust me'
'look up, no further up'.....'jesus I can't roll my eyes to the back of my head you know'
'suck your tummy in, more'......'ffs!'
'move you shoulder forward and twist your neck this way'.....'contrary to belief, I wasn't in the exorcist!'
Worth the pain
Honestly, when we'd finished every muscle hurt in my body. Who needs a workout, just have a shoot with this crackpot haha. I must admit, the photo's turned out great although I was pissed off she made me look whiter! I'd spent 7 months getting this bleedin tan!

We went off to Boracay again but for a week this time and I was to collect my pictures on return.

Leila flies to Manila on Monday leaving me here alone with the family. Its making me a little nervous. They are amazing and we all do our own thing but they keep trying to feed me and its not that i'm not grateful because I really am. I just don't have an appetite anymore and eating rice and fish for breakfast doesn't quite float my boat. I'd rather just buy small things like noodles, toast, spam (yes spam!!! whoop!), and make my own snacks when i'm hungry. It feels like I dont appreciate their cooking but really I am now eating to live and not living to eat. A first for me haha.

EAT IT!!!
mmmmm spaaaaaam
Leila assured me that they don't mind at all its just that mama is worried I dont eat enough, bless her. Decided I'm going to make them a chilli at the weekend. They have everything I need here and I can't wait. Was going to make spag bol but they like it sweet here....go figure. Mine is quite rich and may not go down well with the kids.

Well, announced on Facebook my coming home date and everyone is so excited. Brought a tear to my eye. I have had an absolutely amazing time in Asia but I am ready to come home and see my friends and family. Plus my money is almost gone haha.


Read about my experiences.....coming soon.