some people still had good hearts

i told the young man who was sailing the boat that we wanted to go somewhere where there are people, cottages and shops and A BEACH, so he sailed and sailed along puerto galera bay and he said he had an aunt who owns a house and we can stay there, so my eyes lit up... finally a good person? no? so when we got there, it was beautiful and the house was alone in an island and i asked the people, how can we eat here? how can we have necessities? and the young man with the boat said - that everytime we wanted to buy things we can call him and pay him 1,000 pesos to go to the town and back again - that was it, i lost myself, i would have run amok if i had a gun with me. i shouted at them that TAKE US TO THE BEACH (in tagalog of course) at the top of my lungs that the people were taken aback (hahahaha)

 

then the young man took us to the main beach of puerto galera which is called white beach, then there was a resort there called white beach and we cheked in - the woman (i think the onwer) saw us and we look tired, poor and battered asked what kind of room do we want, air conditioned or not, of course i automatically said air conditioned - and she looked at us. . and said normally the aircontioned cost 1,000 pesos a night, but we can stay in the room near the kitchen and air conditioned for only 500 pesos (7 euros) i could have kissed her, and i think she knew what happened to us.

 

after all our things was put to place, i ordered a giant noodle soup and ate llike there was no tomorrow. after that i slept, and in the middle of the night my friend woke me up because i a was having nightmares and talking and shouting in my sleep. but it could have been worse.