Ghetto Air (Updated)
So Day 2 today and we flew off to beautiful Boracay.
Enroute to Boracay, we boarded a small prop plane with Asian Spirit. 
What a piece of crap to put it lightly. I bet that the plane was at least 35 years old. There were friggin ashtrays in the seats. When was the last time you saw an ashtray attached to the seat of a plane? It must have been 20 years since I’ve seen one. But that wasn’t the best part of the 40 min ride. The plane even came with it’s own ’smoke machines’. No joke, there was some type of steam or smoke spewing out of the top of the plane. And it wasn’t just in one small area of the carrier, it was all across the plane. Frightening at best. Then there was the water dripping from the ceiling. Freakin gorgeous!
Anyway, off to the beach. I’ll update again later.
- Anthony
This afternoon, we managed to hire some local dudes to take us out for some snorkeling. Snorkeling sounds like a pretty damn good idea for the average person, but for people that don’t know how to swim, it turns into an hour of trying to stay afloat with copious amounts of salt water. It wasn’t all a horrible experience though. I was able to stick my head under water a few times and I was able to feed the fishies crackers. They were literally eating out of the palm of my hand.
Overall, it was a fairly enjoyable experience. On the way back to the resort, Lisa had to pee really badly. The ride from the snorkeling area to the resort was a solid 25 min ride and we tried our hardest to make her pee her pants. She wasn’t too impressed, but I think everyone else had a good time trying to make her have an accident. She should have just gone in the water and relieved herself. It turns out that Wes pissed three times while in the water. It leads me to wonder if the water was really that salty, nasty, and painful on the throat and nasal passages, or was it the extra concentration of urine that was the real culprit. Disgusting eh? The consolation was that Wes ended up having itchy ass. I’d like to think it was because he was sitting in his pee drenched shorts for a couple of hours. hehe..
For dinner, we ate some authentic local food. We went to some chicken place and Lisa and Cheryl ordered some great items. Wanger, you really woulda enjoyed the bbq chicken amongst the other dishes, including pork, fish cooked in vinegar, fried fish, soup. To get to this place, we needed to take a Tricycle. It’s basically a tiny cab attached to a motorbike. If you sit in the front, it’s not so bad. You get a lot of head room and it’s relatively comfortable. If you sit in the back, you’re liable to smack your head on the roof or on the wall and you are also susceptible to the back splash of the nasty mud puddles in the street. The place is littered with stray dogs and some look like they’re dead based on the way they’re sprawled across the floor, but I don’t think they really are.
We’re tired as shit and that’s all I’m gonna say for today. Day 2 is over.
Nite, Anth
