At Pundaquit at Last!
After a few wrong and missed turns that led us to ask for directions from the folks at
We then unloaded our stuff and walked for about 5 minutes before reaching our own beachfront hut. I’m glad that the hut that we got was far from the crowded area.
It was just us and the caretakers. The hut was pretty decent -- with its own mattress and fan and two dining tables. We were expecting a more back-to-basic feel as we were told that it would be a bare -- as in nothing-bahay kubo. We immediately asked for the bathroom and we were pointed at the back of another unoccupied hut. So, it would be a common bathroom with timba (pail), tabo (dip) and poso (water pump). We weren’t sure if that would be convenient, but it was back to basics here and we were told beforehand what to expect, so we couldn’t complain. The good thing was no one occupied the other hut so it was all for us and the caretakers.
After unpacking or stuff and settling in, we had some photo op and asked around about island hopping. We asked for a boatman that would take us to the other islands for tomorrow’s island hopping. We had a hard time haggling with them as we wanted to go to the three islands but that would be very expensive. MJ’s bargaining skills were no use.
What we wanted was really impossible. So, we settled on just one trip to the
As it was already getting dark, we started to prepare our dinner (Well, SirNoel did most of the cooking). We had pork sinigang with hot dinorado rice, just perfect with ice cold Coke Zero. After allowing our food to be digested, it was time for some booze and poker.








