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Mandalay Inn
The tuktuk driver dropped us off in Mandalay Inn. There we were readily welcomed by their friendly staffs and checking in was quick. Everything went out perfectly until I got inside the room. MAN, it was so hot. But in all fairness, the room was spacious and clean ONLY it is too HOT to be livable!

I argued with my cheapass self and convinced her to get the double AC room. An additional PHP300 for comfort and I know it would totally, completely, absolutely be worth it. But then again, my cheap-ass self asserted that it was just hot because we are on the 4th floor which is closer to the roof, meaning we got 60% of the sun’s heat but once the sun is down, the temperature will just be right. And its freaking 1pm, meaning the sun is at its hottest. Besides, she says {yes,y our right, the cheapskate part of me} that we wouldn't be staying in the room all day as 80% of our time is spent outside.
The old PC unit.. But tell you their internet connection is faster than mine here in PI.
So? I agreed, anyway it made sense, therefore I saved my PHP900 {$19.56}. She won. I consented and kept the fan room, put my bags in the bed and went down to arrange a tuktuk and a tour guide for the morrow.

I was suppose to go outside and look for a tuktuk driver and a tour guide that will be available for us the next day but instead I stayed at the lobby for hours because 1) its cooler there 2) I want to relax and exactly do nothing.. something that doesn’t need 50% of my brains processing 3) I was away from my internet life for so long I can’t deter myself from monopolizing the pc to tweet, email colleagues and read the new blog entries in my google reader.

When I had enough time wasted online I went outside the lobby and asked the concierge about tuktuk drivers we could hire.
The praying monk at the lobby
At the same time there was a Spanish lady in there asking the same thing and I saw that she was alone thus I asked her if she would like to share a tuktuk with me. She said yes.. she would! Wow. I did it. I initiated a conversation with a foreigner! Amazing. It was truly amazing how our conversation turned out positive. I wasn’t snubbed away, it turned out positively that I was so glad my first conversation that I initiated with a foreigner did not turn bad.

From there Monica and I talked about our plans for the next day. I knew she is Spanish because I saw her Lonely planet book and it was scribbled in Spanish so truly it was not hard to tell. Haha! When that was set, I was found in front of the computer �" again! Until, I got bored with the things on the world wide web I decided to take a walk.
Old Market


Clark and I had a relaxed afternoon roaming in the old market looking at stuff and learning how expensive the goods were compared to the ones sold in Bangkok and even in the Philippines. I had fun looking at the painting and miniature Buddha’s and Apsara dancers but Clark looks disinterested already and just patiently waiting for me to finish what I was doing. I guess he wants to go back to the hostel and eat so I shut down the remaining curiosity I had and went back to Mandalay Inn.

We had our early dinner and that time was one of those rare moments when Clark and I get to talk heart to heart. I love conversations. Really love em. Only, I only converse well with people who understand my language because if I have to speak English or Tagalog then you would always see me being silent.
warriors??
I talk sometimes but usually those were nonsense.. As to in-depth conversations? That’s reserved to my idoma materna.

Yes, so the sun was sinking and it brought a warm glow to where we were seated, it was lovely. It was freaking cool to be in another country, too far away from everything you are used to, eating foreign foods you barely like and at the same time still survived. I love the feeling it evokes. Survivor.

Then Monica came, we talked through dinner until its time to retire to bed. Before doing so though, I spent healthy hours on the internet checking on my email and confirming if Kim Soryar was sending us a tuktuk and a good tour guide for our tour the next day. Kim Soryar came highly recommended online. I read about him in Nina’s travel blog and I only heard good stuff about him so from then on I checked on each thread that linked his name to it and the same thing, all praises for his services thus I emailed him and booked his service as well.
sarongs and wallets
Kim confirmed that he is sending his brother Kim Suyien for us. Good.

It was so late then when I got to our room. And just when I entered I my nose stopped breathing. Stupid nose! It rejected the very warm air to get into my lungs. I have to dilate it far and wide so it would get as much oxygen it could get to keep me alive. It was like 11pm and it was freaking hot. Sahara Desert hot! I’ve never been to Sahara but I have an active imagination so I know it was the Sahara heat. I can almost see a heat wave. It was autoclave hot really.. BALLS hot! I wanted to slap and beat myself for being a miser when infact I could spend $7 more for the AC. grrrk!

It was a hell night.. It's weird that I am from the Philippines. A tropical country and still complains about a 45C heat.
Miniature of one of the faces in Bayon
Yes, I am overacting. I am a whiner like that. Hehe. I can hardly tolerate that kind of heat how much more hell when you are in the blazing fire.. Imagine that? Indefinitely????! My god, I don’t want to sin again. Uhm, well that was just to say, I am thinking of hell all night and had had zero sleep.
nomaden says:
mainly because I get so self-conscious if I am speaking in a language other than my own native tongue. That inhibits me from delivering the right words and the ideas I want to get across.. I'd rather be silent than stress myself about that. :P
Posted on: May 04, 2010
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Mandalay Inn
Mandalay Inn
The old PC unit.. But tell you the…
The old PC unit.. But tell you th…
The praying monk at the lobby
The praying monk at the lobby
Old Market
Old Market
warriors??
warriors??
sarongs and wallets
sarongs and wallets
Miniature of one of the faces in B…
Miniature of one of the faces in …
Apsara dancer???
Apsara dancer???
Perusing the heads!!
Perusing the heads!!
Shiva, Brahma, Vishnu????
Shiva, Brahma, Vishnu????
Bayon
Bayon
Pretty Apsara Dancer
Pretty Apsara Dancer
One pretty painting of Vichet, Cam…
One pretty painting of Vichet, Ca…
1 dollah for water, Lady. 1 Dollah!
1 dollah for water, Lady. 1 Dollah!
Clark and Monica with my first pla…
Clark and Monica with my first pl…
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