Philippines

I came to the conclusion, the adventure of a con dorożkowym was de facto a positive experience. We had free obwózkę the manilskim Old City or Intramuros (although many places in Manila, eating lots of looks older ..), pozwoliłyśmy not be wyrolować and for that przebiegłyśmy is to stretch the bones after a long journey ... but especially now we have far more cautious. Same benefits.

Now, from the perspective of a cold shower when taken as a positive experience can be regarded as departure from Manila. So strong survival cycling has not had in my life. The road marked on the map as one of the major began to constrict and narrow.. surface wet and slippery bird droppings, we entered into a commercial zone Uliczno-and there are plenty of, even a swarm of people walking, pushing carts, wearing various miscellaneous. Everyone, however, squeezes his way, and as I can not defiance aggressively to other. Of course, all between vehicles of all kinds except for such, which are considered to be the standard in European countries. The local public transport is called. „jeepneye”, reminiscent of old American trucks, color and color, entraining likely to 20 osób. Whisk stop at a stop on tap in the bodywork. To this ubiquitous tricyclics, ie motorek or bike with a trailer on the side. Remarkable, how many people can fit there.

Pretty soon totally up zaklinowałyśmy. Ani w tą, ani w tamtą. Behind us the rope people with hope in his eyes, that the longer these bikes are cleaned out and they go. The only solution turned out to be half-hearted dismantle a booth, po to, we could squeeze through.

Pretty soon dostosowałyśmy to the prevailing driving conditions, ie. no heed to any such light if you've ever they appear, ride all the belts at the same time, evasive action to the right, the left and on the swivel. The aim is moving on. To give yourself the signals specifically took the bike home trumpet, because the bell can generally only pride to be here - but the trumpet, and so he can not. Zocha not once has not responded to it saying,, and so that everyone honking all at random, so it is no difference.

Filipinos are extremely smiling, friendly and welcoming, but the environment is frankly quite depressing, at least so far. It also seems, that, unfortunately, do not give advice to break the tent. What, with poorly is basically nothing, is just horribly dirty, and to the substrate in this climate is mainly wet and marshy. It smells damp and feces. Most of the local buildings like chicken coops.. - Well, I really can not find a better term.

What, then, remains the issue of accommodation? Churches, and there are plenty here. Filipinos are very faithful and what I'm here just like.

This also was our first night on the road. Marriage pastors have provided us with living room in a local church, which, although based on the same books of the Old and New Testaments turned out not to be the Roman Catholic Church, the most common here. As, that today, Sunday was also the devotion, where we were. Continued until 3 hours and a little envied Zośce, took the sobbą with e-books reader and myself “the counter” urozmaicała reading time. Not without our presentation – there was an official welcome – we received asked to go to the center of the church, then every person found there came, to give us a hand.. At the end of your pastor asked only to us, if you want to be baptized now, if we want to even think about it.. Answered, that we are baptized total, but it may yet we consider.

For breakfast we got a bowl of boiled potatoes (the previous day asked me what we eat in Poland :), and the local specialties for dinner.

We left about 14.00 means, that before us some 2,3-3 hour drive, because the sun is now about 17.00. Thanks, that a local bridge is closed we were directed to the side of the road and we could finally relax from the howls of cars and the smell of exhaust. The road led mainly by rice field dikes.

Together the team that today zadecydowałyśmy accommodation must shower and air conditioning, I do not give advice. I mean, I think I do not give a more, Zocha he sleeps like the dead, but I have virtually no night there slept.. overpowering heat and noise, easier to read about it than when it comes to practice.

Therefore, we are looking for some sort of night and what it turns out? That all the local shrines of this type of – and we visited some 6 in a big city aptly named San Fernando – rent rooms, but the hour. For this, all are equipped with one double bed, not because such a sum is used in rooms for hours. And we somehow do not desire to cuddle pałamy, me so sorry….;)  But in the end we found something.

Password Philippine tourist organization is IT'S MORE FUN IN THE PHILIPPINES.

Oh, yeah…! Definitely!