Day Seven + Eight – Leaving Boracay Island

Day Seven of our Philippines trip and we wanted to do more activities, and after Ange ruling out riding motorbikes that we didn’t know how to ride we decided on sailing around the island. Easily enough, we found a guy that was willing to sell us the service and even though his initial price was 1500 pisos for one hour we managed 1500 pisos for three hours and I’m still betting we got ripped off. Regardless, we dumped out stuff off at our place and went to Boat Station 3 once again to find our guy and jump on our boat. Sailing was wonderful on this side of the island, we cruised along and saw everything around us and could even see below into the depths of the water, it was sooo clear.

Smooth sailing ahead!! or not.

Eventually, the water started getting rougher. Turns out that on the other side of the island, the north especially the water is really rough this time round during the year, we held firm to wanting to go AROUND the island and so we did. Because we were sailing we had to zig zag our way to get absolutely anywhere and it was around this time, because of the zig sagging or the rockyness of the tiny little boat we were on that Ange announced her sea sickness that has only affected her twice in her entire life now. Great! But we went on anyway, we were going to do this and it was far too late to turn back now. Mwahahah.

I myself started getting a tiny little bit worried when I noticed we had to zig zag out in the middle of the friggen ocean to get around the top head of the island, I became even more worried when I saw the guy with a measuring cap throwing little pales of water out of the insides of the boat. Yay, every time I look at the island now I’m wondering how long it’ll take to swim back and if there are any sharks in the water nearby AND how I was supposed to drag to shore the little heap of a person clinging to the side of the ‘boat’ in a sickness frenzy. Despite all this thinking while, did I mention getting battered by massive waves that actually managed to put sea water in my mouth more than once and in my eyes at least a two dozen times, were we able to get around the head and eventually to the other side of the island.

Relief hit us when the waters became calmer and we actually made it back to shore, Ange literally tried hugging the sand and our captain fellow asked if she was alright.

I ate half a chicken!

Of course I answered in the affirmative and got a picture of myself with our little sea hardy vessel. Ahhh what a day, I thought to myself. It was amazing fun even though completely terrifying for her, now taking some snapshots of a clearly sandy Ange we decided to seek refuge in our little room and have a shower, of course we had to seeing as someone was COMPLETELY head to toe covered in the stuff. Uhhh, and all I remember of that night was beer and food for dinner.

The next morning was one to remember, seeing a certain shop while in D’mall earlier in the week made us want to return to enter said shop and eat the window display items. The shop I speak of was a sorbet ice cream parlour of sorts I think, regardless of which we entered and sat down and ordered the mammoth of a ice cream sorbet thingy! It was called the Family Ice and was meant for a family of 5 to 6. Let’s just say we started that bad boy and we finished all the good bits, all the bits you’d want to put into your belly.

It was called a Family Ice and we dominated it.

Feeling a little bit gross afterwards, we knew that we had to leave Boracay Island today so we headed back to get our place and packed up our remains and headed off trying to figure out how exactly to get off the island. Somehow, we found a guy on a bike that took us to another guy on a motor bike that took us to where the boats that would ferry us across to Caticlan were.

When we arrived however, these two guys took our luggage immediately and walked us through the steps where we paid certain environmental fees and terminal fees and then a van fee that would take us back to Kalibo. By the time we sat down on the boat, after them carrying our luggage they asked for a tip! Ahh tip tip, they asked for more than we had in short change so we just gave them the short change that we had and that seemed like enough. What could they do? They just took our stuff! They were lucky we paid them at all.

Flying through the inner parts of the island on a tricycle.

Tsk tsk!! Arriving at Kalibo International Airport (if you can call it that) we sat down in what I think was the seating area to read for a bit, deciding to head in early we checked in and were told we could take an earlier flight so off we went, we arrived in Manila with good time even though our plan was to stay the night in the airport. WELL! APPARENTLY, the airport closes at 3am and opens at 6am so we COULDN’T sleep there, and not really wanting to sleep on the streets in MANILA (can be such a scary place) we were forced to stay the night in a airport hotel at a pricey rate, oh well the bed was pretty decent and we had hot water. We ordered room service before heading to bed with the aim to get up early the next morning to catch our 10am flight.