The Philippines nosebridge (Boracay) — April 2015

In the morning. Up at 5:30. Machine of from oslob Cebu city to the airport. Drove for 3 hours, 3.5 hours at the airport, boarded the plane. He was small and spiral. Because I'm afraid of flying — a little pouchkova. Flew one hour to Caticlan (Panay island). Hour transfer to the hotel including ferry to Boracay island.

Checked in already tested two years ago, apartments Cohiba Villas Hotel and went to explore the island. The same beaches, the same white sand, same stunningly beautiful sunsets, but... for 2 years Boracay has changed a lot.

Was surprised that the institution of the Lemon Cafe, where we were pleased to eat 2 years ago — there was a menu in Russian. Weird. Had supper and went to the beach. He did not know. Some institutions did not at all. Climbed into tripadviser and ofigel: 3 stations were place with a Russian name "Pelmeshka" and, accordingly, the Russian master Sergei. Pelmeshka. On Boracay. 3.14 zdets. We went back and like cheburechnaya in Kimry in 2001 Sergei was sitting at the table and sadly ate makaroshki and socionic. Said business is not very crisis — a little Russian, and foreigners don't really want to drive borscht. Said passed a new law — all closer than 30 meters from the surf line on the beach is subject to immediate demolition of the fuck. So everything has changed. Became more like tai and TRANS for 2 years was significantly greater, and plasmatronic (moths), which corrupt love. On the beach, set rides, etc.

But the worst change is simply the loss of loss: when we walked on the white beach, past the place where I was supposed to be a bar Guilly's, where I 2 years ago took up the challenge of "Gone in 60 Seconds" (participated in the competition "you're tripping in SCSI 60 seconds when I had to drink a small tray of cocktails: Choc-Nut Overload, Fiery Hot Tequila, Double Decker, Skyscraper, In Between, Blue Horse), and there was ruins.
Bar shut down (blown away). I wanted to stop by and see your photo on the honor Board and make it again in a couple of days to try to improve your time, but figley — alas. Oh, romantismo no more... within the private bar, was the sign of the bar next door with a similar competition — 15 shots is not clear why the minimum time. On the stand was a ranking of countries participants Russia in 9th place in the rating (bullshit). Went on the beach, watched the sunset — it really is stunning. Grief went to the market — scored mango, pineapples, yellow watermelon, Cola and a bottle of Rum "don Papa" and went to him. Special mention deserve the price: in addition to the current rate of the ruble to filipinska Passo — do the price in Passo Boracay grown significantly. Pechalka.

Beach bliss continues. Eating, swimming, sunbathing and not doing anything useful. In the evening decided to visit the market Talipapa Market, or rather part of it with fresh seafood. This time decided to take the crabs, big shrimps and very large (still alive, yesterday bark).

Picked up the package. Began to bargain. Wanted 3.5 K, has organuli to 2.5. You found it in a cafe, where we the whole thing and cooked on the spot. We chose the Blue jade cafe — due to the large number of reviews in Russian.

All very tasty. Planned a few times to try the entire range. There they bought fruit, caught a rickshaw and drove home. Since I live on a high hill auto rickshaw with 3 passengers couldn't enter a couple of climbs. I had to jump on the go and push the tricycle with the words: "the commander drive"...

Every time you pay for something or any issues with the Filipinos there are problems even for those who knows the English language. We classified the mixture of English and Filipino (in any way they say) as the language of the minions (very similar and almost always funny)...

Bored just sunbathing. Ate in the Spanish restaurant, Dos Mestizos. 2 years survilos institution. Sangria good, paella is good, but everything else — not so (to put it mildly). Walked on the beach, swam and sunbathed. In the evening went to find Club where you hang out. Found but it's empty. Sat for a drink. You should have seen the waiter's face when A. asked him tequila, sprite, helmet and a shovel. The waiter blatantly lied that hat and shovel there. Although he may be right: who wants to give Russian bar shovel?
Go ahead. All empty — all in one jam-Packed, but the entrance fee. I went in, but the guys lost the courage. I stayed home they And then it started: every drisch, who felt threatened by me — strove to shake hands. Even a couple of quality smaller than me testified my respects. Then I remembered how in a free Shuttle bus from hotels near the dreams until the last did not sit down one — all octaval — even the pumped up and tattooed Asians. Apparently that's my cross — face facial such ))

A night in Boracay island where we are with Costeven and Spivak blew up the dance floor 2 years ago — these institutions are no more... Sad...

The goal of our journey is closer to its end has changed from tourism to gastronomy. Today again went to the market Talipapa Market. Continue to test fresh seafood. This time he took the mussels (150 pesos per kilo), small (by their standards) shrimp (200 kg) and squid (they call it "calamari", 500 per copy) — after fierce bargaining. There in the blue jade cafe, we all this and had prepared. Shrimp in garlic sauce, squid killed, dismembered and in a tomato sauce with vegetables and mussels with cheese and garlic. I'm not particularly a fan of sea food, but it was bloody delicious. Especially the mussels with cheese and garlic. Three had 1 kg of mussels 2 kg of prawns and 1 squid. Members (pictured) to take did not dare, and snails (while I was taking pictures of the members) from a nearby basin and spat me from head to toe (a soulless creature)...

A little bit about how I was sunbathing on Boracay. Konstantin Anatolyevich (one of my bosses) have speculated about the emergence (finally) I have an internal steel rod...

Boracay enterprising local children Pechenegs molded from sand is beautiful (and not) songs with various inscriptions. Some of them get quite an impressive size. Throughout the day and in the evening they'll have their song and demand from tourists for the right loot to be photographed with their art work and ramset with those who photographed them for free.
One day saw a small tractor which was driving along the shore and knocked down figures made by children.
What it was — an act of vandalism or law — we do not know. Then we are told that everything that happens on the White beach — you must obtain permission and children permit no don't get just molded itself and all...

Today again went to the market Tilipapa Market. This time they took the tuna and shrimp. Tuna steak with sauce and vegetables — it is unreal delicious. Shrimp — like last time — garlic sauce — yum. Drove to nearby Puka Shell beach is so — so (our beach is better).

The evening ran into Peremeshku it is to eat soup. The soup-to-word — so-so, and tasted delicious. Apparently business vegetables: beets (to put it mildly) — not like us. From the brew of their own making corny I carried (and correctly, I will tell You know why man ass needed!). But Ana Pelmeshka really liked the ice cream is hand made, she even said, "ice — fire". The reason we are all flooded in Peremeshku is praise to tripadviser, saying that for a week so are tired of the local cuisine, that direct Pelmeshka is the salvation of the Russian. XS. Maybe when cooked Sergei himself, it was delicious. Blacks it (well, ie helpers) — prepare to be crappy. On the other hand I don't understand how "tired" from the abundance of fresh seafood, which is in Moscow in this form certainly not to try? And on Boracay presents cuisine of many Nations of the world and I must say — a very good cook, rogue. Verdict: not recommended for graying.

Tilipapa Market — snails omnomnom ))

Sometimes calm and warm evenings brachyscome forced myself
to indulge in unrestrained drunkenness and hedonism... rum Don Papa for this — a very good...

Once again convinced — how GoPro useful device (huge thanks to my friends Alex and Irina for this gift). Not only will it allow You to make cool pictures with a plain camera angles, but will become a weighty argument in resolving issues with the local flora and fauna. For example, I went this morning on foot to the tower to see the island from a height, to take some photos and Sarasin shabby sobachkoy on the subject of redistribution of spheres of influence: she felt it her way and didn't want me to miss. GoPro and Massa sharesale. Even motorcyclists drive around you be careful, if you go a little (as if carelessly) waving to the camera. Although — maybe not in this case (and the case in the face of a person). Told the guys what was taking the trash out at my parents in the country. Drove to the containers of the cart — and there are 5-6 dogs. They growled at me and the two began to menacingly approach me. Anya asks,"what have you done?" I said I threw in the biggest bag and they all fled. After my phrase:"well they started it", and the question of children:"how old are you?", — together neighing of the soul...

The views from the highest point of Boracay island...

It seems that the island urgently needs a new hero...

The last full day on Boracay.
To get very (to put it mildly) is not desirable. As usual — had dinner at the seafood market Tilipapa Market The sellers already know us and laugh, remembering how we traded.
But today all unusual — all the salesmen in white shirts with logo and name of the market. Among the ranks of the groom dude with a camera and filming everything. And he (as it turned out) filmed my process of bargaining (I didn't saw Nikita) with one of the sell: "two scallops? Bari!", "MUI ne your scallops, mussels, come on!". In fact, for a week tried a lot of seafood — a big value is not an indication that it'll be delicious. For us the most delicious were the mussels with garlic and cheese, tiny shrimp in garlic sauce and sliced squid with vegetables in tomato sauce. Tried a bunch of different clams — do not eat and even disgusting. For cooking the fresh seafood we always went to the Blue jade cafe. Because they have on the wall there was a lot of feedback from visitors (including Russian), on the last day we decided to leave. Apparently we left a good tip, since our paper with a review we have the same eyes sealed the opinion of some Europeans.

The last sunset of Boracay. Beautiful bitch. Went to dinner at the American Granny. Ribeye steak with red wine was great. The account too. We leave and go to the place where I bought 12 t-shirts to friends, painted by local artists (from the word bad, the price too of a horse). Come at 22:00 — not ready t-shirt. I had a few drinks, Don Papa rum and coke, red wine, beer and cocktails — and I was angry. We asked where we should go: to their superiors or to the police? I undid the buttons on his shirt. I was stern with them, but polite, although the expression was not disfigured by the stamp of intelligence. They offered to return us to 23:30. I wrote on a piece of paper that will return at 22:30. Went back to the bar. Back. When we dried 2 Hairdryers last t-shirt. We took everything, but osadochek remained. During the day, could b 12 t-shirts to paint. Pidorgi.

Then the evening passed in the best traditions of our travels. D. A. came (well, myself!) able: "how long have I, shit I, ahhh, Magnolia...".
In the morning check wallet — no money. How was your trip? Question. The priest did not seem to hurt. In the morning for Breakfast rum Don Papa and a player with "Hands up" to the ears. Positive.

Got to the Panay — guys slightly depressed. Me too. A reluctance to leave.

The way home was not so simple. From Caticlan to Manila flight without incident. Met with the Russian guys from Peter at the airport. In Manila started the fun. After we were transferred by bus to another terminal isn't very intelligent Filipino woman (classic etc) when checking in for the flight to Hong Kong have issued our Luggage from a flight to Moscow, but we were not told. 40 minutes we stood at the tape like sheep — the Luggage has not appeared. Went to investigate — it turned out that, like, get the Luggage in Moscow. Well XS. In Manila at the airport I bought some rum and carried in hand Luggage, was planned in Hong Kong to shift to the suitcases. But they didn't give us. On inspection itself, we launched bubbles: brought through the back door, and we passed the bottles in your Luggage in a cardboard box and pass through security screening again. From the time we lost while trying to get the Luggage — 10 hours will fly separately. Tried to check in online the day before departure — zip hiranuma in the island and knocked out electricity, wifi was very slow (at the airline's website is not loaded at all).

Our journey "Philippines 2015-noisebridge" was successful (I think).
Route: Moscow – Hong Kong — 10 hours flight and 3.5-4 hours at the airport in Manila is a 3.5 — hour flight and 3.5-4 hours at the airport – Puerto Princesa (island of Palawan), 1.5 hours to fly to El Nido, 6 hours by bus – Puerto Princesa- 5 hours on the bus – the island of Cebu is to fly 1 hour to the town of Oslob — 3 hours taxi ride there and 2.5 back to Caticlan (Panay island) fly 1.2 hours – Boracay island — transfer by ferry in about 1 hour – Manila — 1.2 hours and 3.5 hours at the airport – Hong Kong — 3.5 hours flight and 3.5-4 hours at the airport – Moscow — 10 hours to fly.

Despite all the difficulties, will remain in the memory only positive impressions and stunning sunsets on Boracay...

2 weeks had a lot: the beauty of El Nido, whale sharks and waterfall in Cebu (Oslob) and Boracay. After such vacation need to take sick leave for a week, and preferably 2. It was really cool. Arrived in Moscow — here +1. Contrast. Thank you Ana and Nikita for the company.