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No matter how many places I have been to and no matter how years were spent away from home, home is still home. It is where my heast is. There will always be a this feeling of longing and nostalgia for this sleepy town. How can I forget the taste of the fruits that I grew up eating. How can I forget my father's cooking. How can I forget the spot in the Aroma beach where I puffed my first stick of cigarette or gulped my first shot of gin. How can I forget the place in Aroma Beach where I found...

We get to the port in San Jose with boat and a small boat meets us at the bangka. The four Europeans all go onboard - while all the Pilipino stays on the bangka. I guess this should have been our clue that the boat ride were not for free. But we did not realize before we stood on the shore and the boat dude asks for money - ok whatever lets give him something. Then we try to get to the hotel - next obstacle we are stranded on a tiny island without a road to the city. We need another bo...