Bnagkok, on saturday It s 7.30 in the morning, i dont want to sleep because i don t want to miss my plane.
I just came back from the disco, my plane gonna leave at 2 pm. I enjoyed the free breakfast on the terrace of the guest house.
I checked my mail on internet, i read that my friend alexis is hosting here parents in philipiinnes till the 16 th of january, I should wait fews days for him, i may take the opportunity to visit the north during this time.
I have lot of time to go to the airport and i don t want to spend 500 bath in a taxi to reach the international airport, i took a city train, one hour to cross the eastern suburb of BKK, I got off in train stop (as said me someone in the hotel) There i m the only foreigner of course, people are quiet surprise to see me here, I negociated a ride with a scooter taxi to go to the airport...amazing to be on the scooter with my pack among the huge motorways and the dense traffic....definately much more fun than a casual taxi.
I didn t notice the three hours to go to manila...i slept really well in the plane. actually i consider manila as the most unsafe place where i m staying in my whole year off. I asked to a girl to share a taxic she seem german (not for the price but for my security), she could t she was taking a domestic flight to zebu, at least i found someone to share the taxi with me.
In 30 mn I reach the Malate district I stayed to Mlate Pensione. That s really noisy outside it s saturday, even the noise of the fan doesn t cover this city s noises.
The next day I took a bus to go to Bagio in the north of Luzon island (the main island, there re 7000 island in philippine). The lasted 8 hours dor only 230 km. FRom the bus window you can see the really famous rice terrace, a mix of nature and human work. In that city like in the country, there re lot of people in the street...especially young people. To move around you can use a jeepney kind of big jeep, the american heritage. There i felt the mountainous atnosphere, weather is more fresh.
I planned to go more on the north, but I was fed up with this lond bus day trip. So I came bak to Manila, thwere I was hosted by a phillipine family, I ate traditional dish, a fish rolled in a corn leaf. After we reached the house in a tricycle , a tricycle is a side car (was my fist time). IN the morning I woke up early at 6, to take the bus to batangas and then a boat to puerto gallera.
I gonna flight on satuday from kibalo to manilla. I gonna meet up with Alexis (I met Alexis at the high school).
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