Riding in style - again
I want to go all the way up to Vigan this morning. But I don't know where the buses up there leave from - and in accordance with my usual planning I did not really try to investigate too much into this matter last night. Hence I ask down at the reception - they got no clue - they know all about how to get to Puerto Galera though.
I try the internet to find which bus stations to go to. And my conclusion is the bus situation in
Hence I have to try to find somebody to flag down at the street - and for some strange reason no empty taxi arrives for ages - can you believe it? It seems to be breaking some sort of natural law - busy street in
Finally one arrives and he takes me to Cubao for a much more reasonable metered price. And just as I get to the bus station the bus to Vigan is ready to leave - and I can just make it. I get in and this is stylise - only 29 seat on a bus.
Huge seat with only 3 across and even I got plenty of leg room. What luxury to be travelling like this for the next ten hours.
The bus drives along - and the roads on this island is a lot better than they are down at Mindoro or
Before leaving from
At the bus station a tricycle driver is very eager to get me on his bike. Actually he is way too eager to get me on and I got a feeling he will charge me a stupid amount when we arrive - but I don't ask for the price. I tell him to go to Villa Angela and we do - it is a short ride probably less than five minutes - hence I pay what I used to pay down in Puerto Princesca for a short ride on a tricycle - seven peso. And he is not happy - he wants 25 peso. But no - I am to tired and spent to long in the country by now to let myself be overcharged like this and I leave it with 7 pesos - if he had said ten it would have been a different matter and I would have paid that but 25 is clearly too much.
I get in to the place and get a room and this place got class - big rooms and a huge dinning hall and big living room. It is an old villa which is owned by somebody big in the
After I get into the room I go for dinner. I go to Grandpas for dinner another place I read about in the same blog - but this time I am pretty sure this place were recommended for dinner. I get there and get the menu - and there is something on the menu - sizzling sissig. Hmm I wonder what this can be. I better ask the waiter - and the waiter reply it is port. Ok I sort of had figured this out myself given it was in the pork section of the menu. Hence I ask what kind of pork? And the answer. "Well it is pork". This answer really do not leave me more informed than I was before - but I thing - hey it is pork it is on the menu - it got to be eatable. So I go for it.
I wait for my food - the concept of fast food has not really gotten to the restaurant scene in the
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The house is in an old garden and you go up to the house to go in you will soon find yourself in a giant dinning hall with two big tables with about a dozen chairs around each one. This is the place where you will have your breakfast in the morning while you can look at the big hall. Next to the dinning hall is a big living area with the old furniture in the room. Which give you a unique opportunity to see how the rich used to live in this part of the country.
There are a total of 6 rooms for rent which are all equipped with bit beds and aircon. The cheap room got a bathroom outside but it is not really shared given it is only for the use of this room - the other rooms got a bathroom inside the room.
In the morning you can choose between a regular European/American style breakfast and a Pilipino style breakfast with lots of rice.

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