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Les iles 09-06-15 09-06-14


The ride to Jerantut took 1:30. At 11:30 we had arrived. We wanted to reach the coast via Kuantan. But the next bus does not leave until 14:00. La journée s'annonçaits dores et déjà longue! Toujours acompagnés d'Arnaud qui s'arretait quelques kilometres avant Kuantan, nous nous sommes installés dans un restaurant ou nous avons bu du thé glacé afin de nous rafraichir en cette journée particulierement chaude et humide. A 14h00, nous embarquions enfin dans notre bus. La route fut particulierment longue. Vers 17h30, le bus s'immoblisa au bord de la route. C'était la que notre bout de chemin avec Arnaud se terminait. Au plaisir de se revoir pou d'autres conversations endiablées qui, sois en certain, font grandement cheminer :) Le bus reprit la route et vers 18h30, nous arrivions enfin a Kuantan. Notre destination finale étant Cherating, un peu plus north, we hoped a bus to partner again despite the late hour. Fortunately, a bus leaving at 18.45 passed by. It could drop us off on the roadside. We bought our tickets and we just had time to get into the vehicle before he left. 45 minutes later, we arrived in Cherating. The bus stopped on the roadside and waved us chaufeur. Our journey ended there for today!

With our backpacks, we crossed the road and took a small road leading to the seaside resorts''few''high standard followed another until we were falling on more guesthouses modest. The night had already fallen, we found a small cottage that was our case. Clean, with toilet and shower ensuite, and cheap. Emptied, we took our bags and were eating in the restaurant located just behind. The large terrace along the mangrove was particularly atmospheare, with good rock music for years 70-80-90 and coconuts everywhere. To please us, we ate pasta and pizza. Particularly good for the place (in Asia!). On the giant screen went''''Men in Black with Will Smith and Tommy Lee Jones. At the end of the film, it was time to go to bed!

The next morning, sky was overcast. We had lunch at the same restaurant as yesterday. Then we were walking around. We were surrounded by a huge mangrove swamp. A beautiful white sand beach (but dirty) presented itself to visitors. The small resort town was particularly quiet. Few people. A golden silence. The perfect place to relax. On the way home, after purchasing our bus tickets for tomorrow, we are informed about activities to do here. The most popular attraction seemed to be watching sea turtles come to lay on a nearby beach. Upon learning that there could be up to 200 people who were watching (in same time!) a turtle, we chose the more private option or guide accompanies us throughout the evening and in small groups to observe the entire process, from the arrival of the turtle on the beach until his return with water. We had to be at the cottage was 18.45. We therefore returned to finish our day at the cottage. 18:45

precise, after eating, we were ready. But nobody came. 19:00. 19.15. 19:30. Still nothing. There was a problem. While we were on our deck reading and writing, the head of the guesthouse we asked if we had booked an activity ... Before this affirmative answer, we information that the guide had called in late after noon to say he had an impediment. Do we not find them, he could send us a message. However, the guide had to remind him that he could take us immediately to pass (it was 9:50 p.m.) because of the turtles had been spotted on the beach. 10 minutes later a minibus parked in front. One man apologized: he was the famous guide. We jumped in the minibus or 3 singapouréens were already taking place. After a 15 minute drive we arrived at a parking lot by the sea Once out, the guide told us that tonight we would make him a service. It opened the trunk of the minivan. 2 green plastic crates were there. Inside, dozens of mini turtles. They were babies in incubators that we were going back to the water. Wow! What''feeling''that impressive to hold in his hands mini-turtle just born and we will return to their natural element.

2 other vehicles arrived. In total, there were about 12 people. Behind the guide, we went down to the beach as we went along to a small bay. The, we lighted large traces starting from the sea and back on the beach. It was a turtle track was made by trailing up their spawning grounds. Moments later we find ourselves back in a huge turtle that was trying to reseal the hole in which she had just put her eggs. With his fins, they propelled the sand back and forth with an impressive force. Then, despite her exhaustion, she turned to the sea and began crossing the beach to reach the water. We followed in this last effort. A last stride and a wave passed over his head. This contact gave him a kind of second wind. With one bound she rushed into the waves lighted our lamps. Immediately, she disappeared into the darkness of the night. Thereafter, we returned spawning site. A''store''that monitors the beach then made a hole in the vertical of God lay. He has extracted all the egg white and round is the soft shell. In fact, you do not know that turtles are animals in danger of exctinction. However, their eggs are a delicacy especially popular among Asians. And their excessively high price creates many temptations among the unscrupulous souls. Therefore, nesting beaches are monitored constantly, day and night to prevent possible poachers do not come to collect the eggs. And once a turtle has laid her that they are recovered and sent to a place of brooding. Once the eggs hatch, the turtles are then released, as we were about to do tonight. After observing the collection of eggs, we effectivment posted on the beach, about 5 meters from the shore, with each number of turtles in my hands. Together, we have carefully laid on the sand, the guide illuminating the area between the turtles and the sea, which has the effect of the draw. The reason we had to release them on the sand and not directly into the sea is that it has this moment, crossing the beach to reach the water, the turtle soak (in a manner that it is not known) of their place of birth or they will return to lay in turn in 20 years! Moreover, the survival rate is about 1 per 1000 births turtle. You will therefore understand that they deserve our full attention! After that''emotion''sequence, we settled for a moment on the rocks while waiting for the possible arrival of another turtle. This was not forthcoming, our guide finally rolled a note to go to bed guesthouse.

Wednesday morning, the alarm clock rang at 8:00. Not stay long there, the bags were quickly closed. Then we took the street leading up to the national highway. At 8:45, as agreed, a bus company''transnational''field road to get us.

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Does Waxing Cause Uti

Cherating Taman Negara, une Nuit dans une cache


Sunday morning, waking announced the start of preparations for shipping note: putting his big bag to leave at the guesthouse,''prepare''daypack with the bare necessities (silk cloth, t Spare-shirt, pants and top has long sleeves, insect repellent, knife, headlamp, camera, etc..). We had plenty of water (no potable water for the next 30 hours despite severe dehydration) and eat in the evening and breakfast the next morning. We had also sleeping pad because the beds of the cache are only des plannches de bois...

Alors que nous allions déjeuner, Arnaud nous rejoignit et décida de nous acompagner durant ces 2 jours. Afin de ''couper la poire en deux'', nous avions prévu de monter en bateau et de redescendre a pied le lendemain. Nous aurions alors 2 options: un chemin difficile avec bien des montées et des descentes (les chemins étant en terre humide et recouverts de feuilles glissantes, le tout entremelé de racines), ou bien un autre apparemment plus ''facile'' au cour duquel il fallait cependant traverser une riviere avec de l'eau jusqu'au torse... Nous avions donc prévu l'option la plus ''facile''.

Vers midi, nous avons été manger sur la riviere. Avec Arnaud, we made a quick crossing the side of the national park to reserve it (and pay) him as his night in the cache. On the register, only 2 were reserved for Argentina tonight. Then we met Sylvia on the floating restaurant where we asked for a boat up river. A few minutes later, a boat docked at our floating restaurant: the departure time had sounded.

The boat sailed up the River. Sometimes the rapids were pretty impressive, but our pilot was maneuvering a marvel, zigzagging between the rocks exposed at the surface. After a little over 30 minutes, we landed on the shore at the foot of old chalets was abandoned. Beyond that it was leaving the track to our cache. Indeed, we soon spotted the arrows indicating the name of our cache. For about 45 minutes, so we walked in this dense forest, following strictly the lane. Sometimes we had to cross streams, climb over huge trunks of trees or jump over the huge colonies of red ants and black. It was then that we met two English who arrived in the opposite direction. A little pale, they seemed happy to see the world. They explained to us that they had slept the night in the cache and this morning they were left by the''easy way''. But after having crossed the river, they had lost track of the road. And returning, they had lost. They had turned 6 pm in the forest and they were almost a watercourse. They really seem shocked. It also had the effect of sowing doubt in our minds when the track was''easy''. They then went back to the river (from where we came) in order to beg for a boat down to the village. From our side, we resumed our journey to reach our cache. She was facing a clearing. It had been built several meters high and piles of concrete. At the entrance there was a toilet and shower was used only in case of extreme need (!). Interior the cache was a large room in which were six bunks glued to each other. On 2 sides of the room, openings acted as windows with shutters and étient. Faced with the clearing, a huge opening allowed to watch at leisure activity late in the day.

order to plan our return tomorrow, and curious to see if the path was so difficult to find once the river crossing, we reached the said river which was about 20 minutes. In the mud, we could see fresh tracks of an animal weighing (a view of the depth of the impression) that had 5 large claws ... When you know that tigers still roam the region, it is enough to have a little shiver down my back! Then we finally arrived at the famous river. A rope was placed across it. The water looked deep enough, but on the other side, we could easily distinguish the signs to continue on the path. We were left to hope that the water level does not rise into the night.

Shortly after we returned to the cache, a couple arrived. It was the Argentines. They had to walk seven hours to get here. They had taken the harder path and were exhausted. About an hour later, the noise attracted our attention. A group of 3 others arrived. Of Anglo-Saxon (Australia apparently) noisy rested their bags in the cache. In fact, they had left to walk several days but had nothing booked. Luckily, the cache was large and many seats were free. The evening was spent watching the side of the clearing where the visitors came to show themselves. At nightfall, the front light has served the clearing and the edge of the wood to detect eyes in the dark. The balance of the evening was thin with only two pairs of eyes! To 22h, to the poverty of our observations, it was time to go to bed. But at 22:45, Sylvia screamed. The pseudo-Australian had left their food on the bed next to Sylvie. And of course, before the supermarket opened, the rats were not made to come and pray do their shopping! Our board, having previously been advised by park staff, although we carefully suspended all our affairs ... Then, around 23:30, a few drops began to fall on the roof in jail. A few seconds later, it was the deluge. A deafening roar filled the cache. It promised the next day!

The next morning the rain had ceased. Ready after having swallowed the first few rolls, we took the road, accompanied by the Argentine couple who seemed to enjoy not be alone. We headed to the river, hoping that its level and speed are not excessive. As we walked through the wet undergrowth, Arnaud pointed out to us the presence of leeches. Indeed, everywhere, sagsues stood on the road, waiting patiently for a warm-blooded animal passes through to cling to him. As we walked, funny wheeze have attracted our attention. Up in the trees, a strange invisible animal emitted a sound between singing and whistling, with false airs of ambulance sirens. Be discreetly approached us after we finally saw two Gibon. One of them was quietly installed to sing while the other jumped from branch to branch, tree abre. The show was magical and we stayed a good time to observe this spectacle so rare.

A little later, once arrived at the river, we were pleasantly surprised by the level that seems to have remained passable. We had however a courageous to do the first crossing. Personally, I was not comfortable with the idea of crossing a river and then take a path which we do not know the status after the torrential pluis night, especially thinking back to two English who had lost copiously ... While the Argentine undressed, I watched autour de moi. Et la, surprise... partout, des dizaines de sangsues étaient dressées et se dirigeaient vers nous. Sans que nous n'y ayons preté attention, plusieurs étaient déjà sur nos chaussures en quete d'un petit endroit de chair tendre a mordre. A coté, l'argentin était en train de se déshabiller. Une scene un peu surréaliste! Devant cette agression en regle, j'ai exprimé mon désaccord a entreprendre une telle aventure. En effet, sortir un peu des sentiers battus, c'est sympa. Mais aller se faire bouffer volontairement, ça devient un peu maso!

Rapidement, le groupe rejoignit cette idée. L'argentin se rehabilla alors que nous observions les sangsues qui nous suivaient. This little animal is about 1cm long and 2 millimeters in diameter when''empty''. It stands on one end until the''warm-blooded.'' When the victim approaches, the leech moves then swinging on its other end, and vice versa. Like 2 legs that march without a body. They are even more impressive what move relatively quickly. And they are discrete partiulierement! Once the Argentine dressed, we took the path in the opposite direction toward the river, taking care not to stop us too not that leeches can abuse our bodies. About 45 minutes later we had reached the point where we had arrived the day before, on the waterfront. It was time to see if the leeches were lpus smarter than us. Sylvie had adopted 2. Arnaud no. Argentines 1 each. From my side, I thought passing through the trap of these blood-sucking. But when I took off my pants, my legs were covered. 2 has the right and 6 left. Some were there for a while because they had already attained a rather impressive size. Arnaud being a smoker, he used his cigarette to burn them. In fact, under the influence of heat, they let go. This is when they can be easily removed before they try their hand again. However, once the leeches removed, the bleeding is relatively abundant. Indeed, to facilitate their''pumping''in the bite they inject an anti-coagullant. And reconciled with 6 bites, the wounds did not want to close them, and even saigenement lasted nearly 30 minutes.

On the river, the men came down the course on makeshift rafts made of bamboo. They were firefighters who were doing exercises. Pretty brave! Then a bateaun landed at the dock where we were. He was an employee of the abandoned cabins that had just been bought by a developer who wanted to revive the case. We had a conveyance to go!

30 minutes later, we were back to the village. We were eating and then have regained our guesthouse. The shower was welcome. Finally clean and comfortably, we could regain some strength by doing a little nap. By late afternoon, we were taking our messages on the web. In the evening we returned to eat one last time on the edge of the river for the next day we left the place to join the East Coast of Malaysia. Back at the guesthouse, Arnaud and I remade the world again until 2:30 in the morning before falling asleep.

Tuesday 16, we woke up around 8:30. Quickly, we made our bags and then have joined the starting point du bus pour Jerantut. Sur le chemin, nous avons déjeuné dans un petit restaurant familial. Et a 10h00, nous étions tous les 3 dans le bus qui se mettait en route.

A suivre...

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09-06 -11 Kuala Tahan (Taman Negara)


Le bus pour Kuala Lumpur s'élança a 10h30. Notre destination finale était Kuala Tahan, dans le centre du pays, ou se trouve le parc national de Taman Negara. Cependant, puisqu'li n'y avait pas de bus direct, nous devions faire un changement a Kuala Lumpur (2h30 de route) puis un autre a Jerantut (3h de route). N'étant pas certains de pouvoir arriver a Jerantut a temps pour prendre le dernier bus pour Kuala Tahan, notre objectif était de minimalement rejoindre Jeranatut where we spend the night to catch the first bus the next morning.

After 2:30 on a perfect 4 lane highway (the most comfortable since the beginning of our trip), we arrived in KL (Kuala Lumpur), the capital of Malaysia. This city possesses no modern''that''one million inhabitants and is symbolized by its iconic two towers, the Petronas Towers'',''name of the national oil company (Malaysia has multiple sources of black gold). At the bus station, we were told that for Jerantut, he had to take a bus to another bus station. We then took a taxi (after several have refused to take us to the counter, asking us rather a flat fee sometimes exaggerated) and drove through the city while tasting the passage has its traffic jams. On arrival, we had to wait 1 hour before leaving, which left us just enough time to go eat. The bus then took our've certainly had the most comfortable and most recently we have had. At 14:00, the driver sprang his''beautiful''scania and took the road to Jerantut. For once, we managed to have seats in front (just behind the driver), which would ensure optimal comfort in not being on the shock absorbers! Around 15:30, after being asleep a few moments, we noticed the strange behavior du chauffeur. Il secouait ses jambes. Se grattait fréquemment la tete. ''Gigottait'' dans son fauteuil. Avait quelques réactions brusques. Il avait aussi la facheuse tendance a rouler un peu trop sur l'accotement a gauche (ici, le volant est a droite et on conduit sur la voie de gauche ). Soit il faisait une réaction allergique a je ne sais quoi, soit il cherchait par tous les moyens a rester éveillé. Tout a coup, alors que nous étions sur une route a 2 voies, le bus se décalla tranquillement sur la voie de droite. En face, des voitures arrivaient a vive allure. Malgré cela, le chauffeur ne réagissait pas. Les yeux ouverts, il continuait a rouler a droite, comme hypnotisé. Réalisant que nous filions droit a disaster, I've started a''HEY!''accompanied by a hissing sound. Immediately, the driver regained consciousness and pulled his vehicle in the left lane when the vehicle in front having passed us by carefully displaced orbits on their shoulder. From then on, he began to lead''normal''with no suspicious gesture. His brain was sending enough of the adrenaline in his body to stay awake until we arrived one hour later. Jerantut is made whole, we could breathe. On our descent from the bus, a man told us that the bus to Taman Negara was leaving shortly. After a moment's reflection, we boarded the bus to old 1h30 more. Finally, around 19:00, after about 10 hours of traveling, we finally reached their destination.

Once deposited our bags in front of a pseudo tourist bureau to take initial information on the place, Sylvie went to his board to find beds. She found in a dorm a little further. The place was small but clean. Finally, after having dropped our bags''for good''we were eating in a floating restaurant. Indeed, the reserve of Taman Negara is situated in the center of Malaysia in the middle of a primary rainforest dating back over 130 million years. The village of Kualal Tahan is camped beside a river has brown water whose flow varies daily depending on rainfall. On the banks of this river are moored barges converted into retaurants family in spying or rental of camping equipment. All around, it's the drill. A bit gutted by day our transport, we ate a bite before going to bed.

The next morning, we were a bit like a day of celebration. Tired, haggard, the taste for doing nothing. After 10 months of travel, we came to realize was how much the whole day of travel (as before) draining our energy the next day. The day was therefore a rest. After we be raised a bit later, we went to lunch and then we quickly toured the village, composed mostly guesthouses. We inquired about the''package''offered to go into the forest. Treks a day over a week, with a night in caves or in caches. 4x4 nights out to see wildlife. But frankly, unimpressed by the apparent amateurism met, we were not comfortable with such a book tour. Then we have been doing some business on the net we spread before returning to our guesthouse. As a post-party I told you ...

Late after noon, we had the idea to leave the next day for the next destination. However, we asked the owner of our guesthouse if we could do''''night safari. Being only 2 people, he could assure us that we could go (it needed a minimum of 4). Then we met Arnaud, a French man who was sleeping in the same guesthouse as us. He was also left for a year around the world. Alone. While we were talking on the terrace, the guy from the guesthouse we announced that we had found a departure 21h for a safari. It was 8:15 p.m.! With our new friend, we eat quickly descended on the banks of the River. At 21:00, a pickup truck came to pick us up. Contact Arnaud join us. Thus, for nearly two hours, we rode on the paths of the palm (for palm oil). On the roof of the pickup, a guide tracked the animal using a powerful spotlight. During our evening so we could see some birds (wisely sleeping on their part), colorful frogs and a snake (tiny that the guide had located 20 meters!). After this activity interesting night, we returned to our guesthouse wisely. Under the stars that filled the sky, then we have discussed all three of everything and nothing. France. Canada. World in general. Policy. On economy. De social. Des discussions de fond, de reve parfois. Bref. Un débat d'idée comme ceux qui font grandir les esprits. Super moment. A 2h30 du matin, un peu fatigués, nous avons décidé d'aller dormir.

Samedi 13, nous nous sommes levés avec un peu plus de courage que nous n'en avions la veille. Nous sommes descendus déjeuner au bord de la riviere et nous avons alors décidé de tout de meme aller passer la journée du coté du parc national, tout juste sur l'autre rive. Apres avoir ramassé quelques affaires, nous avons pris le bateau taxi pour traverser la riviere. Au bureau d'enregistrement, nous nous sommes acquittés des droits d'entrée du parc et avons demandé quelques informations on activities. There was walking, of course, but also a suspension bridge and nights in the caches. For the latter, one of them was particularly interesting. Could be reached by walking (about 7 hours walk) or by boat that dropped us a 45 minute walk from the cache. So we booked that cache the next night. We would come back by boat and on foot.

Then we went walking in the park. Along trails in the middle of a beautiful tropical forest, we could see monkeys, lizards, spiders (small), ant colonies (huge ants almost 2 inches!). Anyway ... life in the forest! Our first stop was to walk on bridges suspended in the canopy (upper part of the forest habitat for species which, for some, never go down to the ground). About 30 meters from the ground, so we have traveled over 500 meters of bridges made of rope and planks. One at a time, with a minimum of 5 meters between each. Unlike the jungle''flight''(zip) in Chiang Mai (Thailand), the forest here is very dense, which really gives the impression of full communion with nature. And although we have not had the chance to see many animals, the experience was still great. After

be back down on terra firma'''' nous avons continué sur les chemins. La chaleur et la moiteur associées a des montées et des descentes épuisantes nous ont vallu une sérieuse suée. Apres avoir marché environ 3 heures, nous nous sommes arretés au bord d'une riviere ou l'on pouvait se baigner. L'endroit était fort sympathique. Le vert de la dense foret tranchait avec le brun de l'eau, le tout entretenant une ambiance un peu mystérieuse avec une saveur ''jungle sauvage''. Une fois rafraichis, nous avons regagné le village tout proche. Nous sommes rentrés a notre guesthouse prendre une douche. Avant d'aller manger, nous avons retrouvé Arnaud qui, comme nous hier soir, pensait repartir des aujoud'hui. Mais a son réveil, il avait had some remorse to leave earlier if a region so beautiful and so difficult to reach without at least going to visit a minimum. So, thinking that our guesthouse was full on this Saturday night (what the owner told us the day before and then the opposite this morning!), He had moved to another guesthouse nearby before going to do exactly the same trick we National Park, just an hour behind us ... We've been eating every 3 before going to bed, the day helping fatigsue!

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Fairy Tale Bridal Shower Ideas

Melaca


after driving about 45 minutes on the peripheral highways of the city, we were already arrived at the border separating Singapore from Malaysia. To get out of Singapore, passing through immigration was very simple. After having crossed the mighty frontier post (with its listings, its portcullis and security everywhere), we crossed the bridge into Malaysia. On the other side, the bus stopped, we took our bags and we put in line to pass immigration. Ahead of us, 2 French seemed to have some trouble with immigration officials, who asked how much money they had on them (?), If they had any means of payment, etc.. Their business semba rather bad start ... Before this scene, which seemed want to drag on, the station agent was quoted beckoned us to move from its board. He took our passports and scanning. I watched the moment he should affix the stamp so it does not use the last page, the only remaining virgin ... But instead of wanting to put any stamp on our passports, he looked at us and asked us our tickets back. ''We only electronic tickets, so we did not copy her paper''we replied. At that moment, his face changed and we realized that this would not be so easy as it looked. 
''Under the procedure, I need a hard copy tickets please. We understand
 the procedure. However, tickets are now electronic and only the passport is required upon embarkation. That's why we did not copy. 
I understand you. But the procedure requires a paper ticket. I can not let you in without it. 
I note in electronic format in the computer. I can show you.
 No, only one copy.
 Where can I print an email here? 
Nowhere. Only by returning to Singapore.''
We were off track. The face of the officer expressed a certain weariness mingled with a deep distress. In addition, the bus was waiting for all the world is over before leaving. But if people have problems with immigration, the bus does not wait endlessly and after some time, he left leaving behind his''problem cases''on the spot. Finally, the current stalemate, the agent asked if we had money on us. Malaysian Ringgit No''. Sinpagour a few dollars and U.S. dollars.'' Before this response, the agent seemed discouraged. Then he lowered the tone of his voice and said''hey, if you pay a little money, so I could close my eyes.'' We do not believe our ears. We did ask for a''Bakshish''in Malaysia so that we do not got no job was border. Not even in Africa. However, our thinking was clear on this point. After a look to Sylvie, we said together:''sorry but we do not pay Bakshish.'' The word made him eyebrows. Immediately, he put his finger to his mouth, asked us not to make too much noise, then tells us despondently that he would have to ask permission from his supervisor. No problem'',''we have time we said it. He looked to said supervisor was busy. The officer seemed to think (of the genus''I call my boss to the risk that two tourists told him that I asked for a Bakshish or choking Case''). He chose the second idea. We looked, and, lowering his shoulders as if to apologize, it whispers''OK, I'll trust you.'' He took his pad and a quick gesture, then stamp our passports 2. Avoiding stamp my last blank page! We handed our passports wishing us good holiday in Malaysia''''''and imploring us to be nice to take home as promised.'' We picked up our bags and have lifted their legs! In the next room, the customs have scanned our bags and then we came back our bus waiting for us. We looked and have blown a good time!
The rest of the trip was without encumbrances. Around 15:00, we arrived at Malacca, a coastal city at the entrance of the strait of the same name, south-west of Malaysia. At the bus station, a detail we struck: the majority of women wore a veil. What we did not realize before arriving is that Malaysia is a predominantly Muslim country. Then we jumped in the bus that would take us downtown. On a wall at the entrance of the old city was an immense inscription:''Melac, city declared World Heritage of Humanity by UNESCO in Quebec City, July 7, 2008''. The world is not it small? The ticket agent or down and showed us quickly, we found a avionms guesthouse or ask us. In the regulations of the house, it was clearly stated that we should remove their shoes before entering, that pork consumption was strictly prohibited and that all food should be mandatory halal. Other countries, other customs.

Once installed our bags, we went out for a first visit to the city. Everywhere, tricycles pedal has extensively covered with colorful plastic flowers and playing music loudly offer tourists a ride through the old neighborhood. Behind a huge shopping mall was a small hill. At its foot, a remnant of wall dating from the time when the Portuguese had the grip on the place. On the hill, an old church which only the walls were still standing. After watching the sunset, we came down our promontory to fall on an old place with walls the color maroon, we crossed a small canal to make us in Chinatown. Surprisingly, when he was about 19:30, everything was already closed. We ate at the terrace of a bistro very nice and we returned to our guesthouse. But before going to bed, we were call to Expedia to clarify the problem with our ticket (one wants to go anyway, we ...). It was laborious. After having finally managed to speak to an agent speaking, it was necessary that he understands your problems. And once he finally understood, the cut line (we call via the internet). So we had to call back and start over with a new agent because they do not transfer calls and the one that meets that takes care of you. In short, after about two hours has repeated several times our history, the Internet café owner told us it was closing. Super ... we will have start again tomorrow night!

Tuesday, June 9, we got up late. We then walk back to Chinatown to see the famous antique shops that the guide boasted so much. Then we ate in a small restaurant familial (on y mange dans la cuisine des gens qui tiennent la place). Apres avoir trouvé de délicieux petits gateaux a la pomme tout droit sortis du four (en guise de dessert), nous avons été nous faire ''poupounner''. Massage et gommage pour nous 2 puis pédicure pour Sylvie. Le retour au Canada approchant, il nous faut en effet profiter de notre temps (et des tarifs plus qu'intéressants d'ici) pour prendre soin de nous avant de reprendre en mode ''Amérique du nord''.

Un peu flottants, nous avons décidé que notre apres-midi en serait une de ''farniente''. Nous avons fait un arret chez ''carrefour'' (hypermarché d'origine française) afin de pouvoir comparer avec ceux visités en Chine et en Thailande. En conclusion, ils sont un parfait exemple de ce qu'est la mondialisation en offrant a toutes les cultures du monde la possibilité d'accéder a une gamme de produits forts similaire.

La nuit étant déjà installée, nous avons été manger un riz frit dans la rue en arriere de la guesthouse, puis nous sommes retournés au café Internet afin de régler une fois pour toutes notre billet d'avion. Apres environ 1h30 de palabres (dont une bonne partie avec un superviseur), j'ai finalement réussi a obtenir les réponses a mes questions. Comble du comble, ledit superviseur m'annonça cependant que les frais de dossier d'expedia n'étaient pas refundable. A little tired and very much exasperated by''fooling around''for a plane ticket unpretentious, the poor had the pleasure of hearing my frustration of having to spend many hours with a helmet on his head trying to find a solution. Especially since the same situation had occurred in March (which took us over 8 hours of phone to resolve the issue), with the result that finally, our flight was not changed because Air China had finally handed over the original flight. Anything in the concentrate.

Wednesday morning, we went to take a tourist bus which was a 2-story, it seems, around the city and its attractions. It is at this point that we realized how much the city Melac was disappointing to our eyes. Especially for a city that deserves such a high distinction of being World Heritage of Humanity. In fact, the tourist attraction is very concentrated in the (little) china-town and some traces of the Portuguese occupation. We recognize that our decision is cetain altered by all the wonders that we have discovered over the past 10 months, but we crossed many site that deserve just as much (if not more) to be recognized as places has absolutely unique preserve. After this rapid bus tour that we revealed much more, we were refreshed we had air conditioning in a shopping center nearby before taking another bus to the Portuguese quarter. Again, we landed in a residential area with no particular character. After having skirted the shore polluted by sewage that are roaring into the sea, we reached an important place in the waterfront or seemed to be a little more activity at night and during the summer. After taking refreshment, we took the bus to the bus station to inform us on the starts tomorrow. Then we came back downtown and we stopped in Chinatown. We had spotted a shop run by a Chinese who sold the masks. Luckily, everything was closed when it was open because of demeurrée customers who lingered in his shop. We took the notes by purchasing a few things for his pleasure. Then we stopped to eat in back of our guesthouse before returning once more to the Internet cafe for our tickets davion: now without tickets, we had to buy else to join Canada. We finally found 2 return tickets, with the distinct advantage that they lead us not to New York but directly to Montreal. On such good news, we could go to bed peace of mind. This judicial

morning was our last awakening Melac. We put our bags on the back and have been taking a bus to the bus station. At 10:00 we were on our way with the hope of joining the same evening the national park of Taman Negara, has nearly 600 miles away.

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Piano Chords For Biffy

09-06-08 Singapore


Finally, immediately after the doors are closed, the plane began to move (to limit the costs of airport, the airlines''low cost''trying to spend as little time as possible handling). Indeed, the prevailing stormy sky made me fear an incredible takeoff. Furthermore, we learned the day before the tragedy that struck the Air France flight linking Rio to Paris. According to the initial assumptions, the aircraft could have been struck, which would have caused a breakdown in controls. Was all he was most reassuring when considered we had taken place in an A320 (aircraft orders fully electric) and the airport was surrounded thunderstorms ... But takeoff was normal and the most rapidly, we were above the clouds. Like any company

''low cost''self-respecting (and who does everything to keep the price floor!), We had no right service (free) for 3 flight hours. But having to choose between a $ 35 ticket per person without services or $ 250 with a glass of orange juice and a sandwich, we had opted for the temporary fasting!

Towards 21h30, we asked the wheels in Singapore Changi Airport. Descended on the track of low-cost terminal'',''we went through the terminal or we had a thermal scan (H1N1 oblige!) And then we spent without immigration terminology problems. For those following the saga of the passport they stamped on a page already busy, which always left me a blank page. Bags on the back, we took a bus to rejoind metro station to the airport, the latter we leading city in the place we had booked a hotel.

Towards 23:00 we landed the subway without having any idea of what look like the place. Finally, we were very close to the Malay Quarter. The atmosphere was a little surreal, with people everywhere, especially men, who were sitting was one of the many street restaurants open to the four winds. We could easily have been in India. The temperature and humidity were stunned to urban sherpas we were. After seeking our way and have attracted the attention of many people, we found our hotel booked by internet. Indeed, Singapore a city is rather expensive (compared to many places visited) and prices can be drastically more interesting when the reservation is made online. We put our bags in our room and went downstairs to eat the Indian in the street before going to bed.

The room is air conditioned and quiet, waking the next morning was delayed. Around noon, we finally left our hotel to visit the city. The heat was overwhelming. The subway, he, acted as refrigerators, which did not fail to make me sick (a good sore throat for several days). The first area we visited is the business district, the alone or are real tricks.

Singapore is one of those cities whose name is dreaming, like Venice, New York, Paris, Cairo or Varanasi (but all for different reasons). Personally, we expected to find a city like Hong Kong has, with its hundreds of skyscrapers and concrete continuously. But to set aside the area of finance or are dozens of laps (almost less impressive than the center in Montréal), the city we found was large with large arteries and its buildings widely separated other, with green parks and flowers everywhere, and particularly well maintained. The Life takes place naturally, just like in the movie''The Truman Show.'' The city-state is nicknamed''The Fine City,''which can be translated as''good''city but also (and especially!) As''the city''with tickets. Indeed, the regulations are strict and non-compliance is promptly punished by a fine. For example, smoking in prohibited area costing $ 1,000 Singapore (around $ 700 ie, 500 euros). The fleet was also surprising. All cars are new, or almost. Indeed, a law prohibits the movement of cars over 5 years (with exceptions). Suffice to say that you are better to pay and secure your Bentley or Ferrari if you do not want to lose too much money!

Another point that attracted our attention is the pervasiveness of public health messages. Indeed, everywhere, there are opinions as to the importance of handwashing, personal hygiene, the risks of transmission of infectious diseases. I'm sure there would be many things we should look to remind some people they have an important role in maintaining public health.

Continuing our discovery of this city''model'', we joined the Colonial district (around the town hall), attesting to the rich history of this strategic position, both géorgraphique, Merchant Policy. We also visited an exhibition which traces the national assembly the foundations of this democracy. Interesting fact: in order to ensure a fair representation of all cultures that make up the city-state, all the candidates obtaining a position as an MP should be part of a voters list displaying at least 6 representatives of minorities. Thus, the intermingling of ideas and taking into account those of others are required to be elected.

Outside, all along major boulevards, municipal employees were busy installing a huge gantry cranes which were installed huge floodlights. After having sought the reason for so much activity, we realized that it was the preparations for the F1 Grand Prix to be held in September and takes place at night in the streets of the city. Unlike Montreal, which owns a track full and permanent, the device must be installed in Singapore before the race and after uninstalling it to make the city Mr and Mrs everyone (like in Monaco). In any case, they do not skimp with the means!

While the heat was unbearable to walk outside, we made a stop in a McDonalds refreshing to have a sundae (I know, is not very strong, but it's so good!). And by the merest chance (it's not true!), The McDonalds was in a mall nearby and dedicated to electronics. Obviously, for many people, Singapore is synonymous with ... electronics (it does not rhyme, but that's what's funny!). But think again. Obviously, I had long studied the issue on the Internet before arriving (if we had been in a very advantageous spot prices, we would certainly have made some e-shopping!). But as many blogs and forums had mentioned, and contrary to popular belief (which was based there is a ten year), Singapore (like Hong Kong) are no longer the place to buy electronics. Prices today are the most interesting ... in North America! Sure, you can purchase items from the''gray market'', but then you have to do without any warranty and remedies for failure of your unit. Therefore, if you want to buy cheap electronic and officially, that the U.S. and Canada as it happens.

Then, crossing the majestic Opera Singapore shaped durian, we walked toward the ferris wheel in Singapore, the big sister of one of London. Here she is pas moins de 165 metres de haut, soit la hauteur de 42 étages. Elle domine un plan d'eau artificiel tout proche. Justement, dans ce secteur, la ville est en pleine transformation. On y construit un complexe pharaonique (pas moins de 50 grues travaillent ensemble sur le chantier). 3 immenses tours (3 hotels de luxe) seront chapeautées par un immense tablier ou se trouveront piscines, jardins et autres activités de loisir. A leur pied, un gigantesque cente d'achat. Le tout entourrant un bassin artificiel isolé de la mer par des portes géantes afin de controler le niveau de l'eau. La vue donnera d'un coté sur le centre ville, et de l'autre sur la lagune artificelle gagnée sur la mer.

De retour vers le centre historique, nous nous sommes extasiés quelques instants devant l'hotel Fullerton, qui a été construit dans l'ancienne poste du meme nom. Un imposant et majestueux batiment blanc du début du siecle dernier qui a été réhabilité en 2000 pour donner naissance au plus merveilleux hotel de la ville, en témoignent les prestigieuses autos stationnées en avant de l'entrée... Puis nous avons longé les berges du canal, avec son enfilade de bars et de restaurants nichés dans des batisses historiques. En déambulant ainsi sur les quais superbement aménagés, nous avons tranquillement changé de quartier pour nous retrouver dans ''quay side'', ou les berges ont la aussi été données au habitants en putting at their disposal moults bars, restaurants and clubs where people can both have a drink after work that partying until the wee hours of the night in the trendiest discos in town.

The night had fallen long ago and our legs were exhausted, we took the metro back to our neighborhood, a few stations. To change a little food, we ate Indian. What we confirmed that Indian food is outside India, even cooked by Indians, does not taste the same thing in India!

Friday, June 5, we left our hotel a little earlier than yesterday. Our first stop was in Chinatown. However, after seeing Chinatown ... in China, we found it a bit bland. Especially since it is particularly tourism and it is really active in the evening. Then we returned to the quay side to side''to''take a boat rides for visitors to the center channel. Thus, we sailed close to an hour in the downtown, along the banks all provided between residential buildings and recreation. Particularly charming ...

As tired to walk far in the heat of the after-noon, we returned to rest at the hotel. Sylvie took the opportunity to some reservations on the Internet. The night we ate Chinese stalls that were down in the street.

Saturday morning, we began our visit on the island of Sentosa, connected to Singapore by a small Skytrain. The island is mostly dedicated to leisure. Several''''luxury resorts are located there. A section of the island is the subject of a residential development with upscale marina (we all know: when you're rich, you have a boat!). Another work is underway to install a Universal Studios theme park''''(perhaps for the''Disneyland''consurrencer Hong Kong!) And the largest aquarium the world. Finally, there are also several tourist activities to entertain people and tourists. Our first activity was therefore a''tower''Seagway, this small electric vehicle with 2 wheels on which it moves her body leaning forward or backward. We fell in ecstasy before the little vehicle that greater use could solve many problems of displacement, pollution, and space in our Western societies. Then we were taking place in a nacelle that rotates around a turn, giving us an excellent view of the famous Malacca Strait (strait between Singapore and Malaysia Indonesia, and by which all vessels moving liaising between Europe and Asia, several dozens of ships per day). Then we visited an attraction telling the story of the city, with among others his release from the British occupation. Then we went sledging on a concrete runway for several hundred meters, as at Mont-Tremblant or Chamonix. The day passed quickly. Very fast. Thus when one takes pleasure. Late after-noon, so we are left filled to the nearby town. After having strolled a bit in the huge shopping center or the skytrain arrived, we returned to our neighborhoods.

Sunday matin, nous avons quitté notre hotel en fin de matinée. Nous nous sommes dirigés vers la Mecque du magasinage a Singapour: ''Orchard road''. Il s'agit d'une rue de 2 kilometres de long entierement bordée de centres d'achat. Qui plus est, nous étions a Singapour en pleine période annuelle de soldes! Nous avons donc passé quelques heures a nous promener d'une batiment a un autre. Dehors, des milliers de philippines étaient rassemblées sur les trotoirs. Tout comme a Hong-Kong, il s'agissait des ''nannies'' (les nounous en français) qui ont congé le dimanche (il faut bien que les parents s'occupent de leurs enfants au moins 1 journée par semaine!). Elles se retrouvent donc autour des centres Buying or she come to hunt for bargains among girls.

the evening fell, we took the bus to visit another area well known in Singapore: Little India''.'' We asked the driver or down. But as they approached the area, we quickly found the atmosphere of Mumbai or Delhi. Thousands of Indians around, talking, eating, drinking, gesticulating ... A human tide and an air of social disorganization in a society usually so polite. All in good humor. Fearing a knee-jerk reaction to our experience a bit brutal (6 months in Asia, it does enjoy the quiet!), We quickly resumed a bus direction of our hotel. It was our last night in Singapore. But an email from Expedia (from whom we bought our return ticket to New York) necessitated a call: a major change had to be provided by the carrier (Air China). After more than half past one on the phone, we learned that the flight of 26 was canceled and we were transferred to the flight 27. Super. The company changed our dates and everything goes ... However, we were offered to cancel without charge. But if we cancel the tickets were équvalents now more expensive (that's why we bought our tickets last August!). Brief. Air China is closed on weekends, we would call back later. Not all that reassuring!

The next morning, June 8, we have set our alarm clock to get us out of bed. After 5 days of inactivity, we gave our bags on the back. Some subway stations later, we were in the place where the buses were leaving for Melac, Malaysia. We bought our tickets and 11:00, after having had time to have lunch one last time in this city''favorite,''we're soaring up to 4 hours away.

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Bradley Norton Tiffany Granath

09-06-03 09-06-02 09-05-30 Clark


We could not leave Manila without trying one last time a ses bouchons de circulation. Il nous fallut donc un peu plus d'une heure pour vraiment sortir de l'agglomération, malgré l'heure matinale qu'il était. Nous avons filé au nord vers la ville de Clark ou se trouve une ancienne base militaire américaine. En fait, jusqu'à son démantellement il y a quelques années, il s'agissait de la plus importante base des USA en dehors de leur pays. Les terrains étaient immenses (plusieures dizaines de kilometres carrés). Une véritable ville occupait l'espace. Qui plus est, la zone était déclarée ''hors taxes'', ce qui favorisa l'implantation de nombreuses entreprises (amércaines pour la majorité) et une économie locale fort dynamique. Today, the airport became the terminal for flights''and''low-cost area is looking for a bit of a new vocation. After we had decided to eat a huge shopping center just out of the ground, we entered the area controlled. Indeed, despite the departure of U.S. troops, the status of the economic zone of Clark remained''free zone''with a tax benefit for companies. After having crossed a''checkpoint'', we entered the zone. A long road lined with beautiful trees, flowered paths, golf courses,''a''luxury resort, a few factories and industrial areas. Brief. A city in itself, sans vraiment de maisons, mais avec un potentiel certain. Quant a nous, nous avons rejoint notre destination du jour qui était le ''Pilipino Bayon'', un parc ou ont été recréés différents habitats des ethnies des Philippines. Et dans ce village multi-culturel, des habitations sont proposées a la location pour les visiteurs. Nous avons donc pris nos quartiers dans une des maisons et avons entrepris la visite du parc. Une sorte de mini Disneyland, avec ses hutes ethniques, sa place, son église, ses maisons historiques, toutes reconstituées conformément aux originales. Tres intéressant pour avoir un rapide aperçu de la diversité culturelle et de la richesse historique de ce pays d'Asie du sud est.

The day progressed, we were then to the town of Clark (outside the former base) to buy food. Our choice was a tasty grilled chicken. Then we returned to our camp''.'' For an aperitif, Andy and Noel had brought a bottle of Pastis. I can not hide that he was particularly good, very fresh in the sweltering heat, especially after more than three months without having smelled its smell! The night falls (and the rain starting again), we got to enjoy our wonderful chicken and other dishes that Andy had brought. After having eaten so much, drank and talked, it was time to go to bed.

June 3 was our last awakening in the Philippines. So we got up and made our backpacks in preparation for our flight. Then we went to a few items at the post office before lunch. Around noon, Andy and Noel led us to the airport and our plane took off. We said goodbye in a threatening sky, and then they went on their side, we in ours. Thank you a thousand times have you two for everything you did for us during these 3 weeks for your time and your generosity have helped to make us appreciate this great country is the Philippines. After a few moments

emotion, we had to return to the concrete of our flight. Baggage check, payment of airport tax, passage of immigration. We ended up in the small waiting room to await our flight 14:45. But since this would have been too easy, our plane did not arrive until 17:30. So it's 17.50, with more than 3 hours late, the station agent at the microphone announced that boarding could begin.

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Manila, finishing 09-05-25


Our banca''''took the sea After a stop at Puerto Galera, we crossed to Batangas at about 1:30. The crossing, however, seemed faster because we have had the chance to talk to a man of Asian origin (but living for many years in the U.S.) who was an underwater photographer. Actually, we hung on every word so it was interesting and stayed frozen when we announced his age: 77 years. You should know that it was running the world to dive to capture fish, anemone and coral of all kinds, and appeared to be 20 years younger (like what the age is not necessarily an impediment to travel!). When we arrived on land, we jumped in one of the buses waiting to reach Manila. On the road, we had a great storm. In fact, I have always been curious to see what might look like a monsoon and typhoons in Asia. The rain that fell suddenly gave me a taste of the violence and its density. Finally, we arrived to or Andy and we waited patiently for Christmas. Overall, we were eating in a Chinese restaurant to tell them about our adventures of days. Then, on a full stomach and the weather changing, we were visiting the aquarium in Manila, which opened its doors recently. There we could admire the near aquatic flora and fauna of the seas of the region, and above all we could put a name on some of the species that we saw during our snorkeling trips''.'' On leaving, the weather being always on the rain we've been asking ourselves for a moment in one of the symbols hoteliers of the city:''the Manila Hotel.'' This magnificent hotel is located on the waterfront (actually facing the Manila Bay) and offers its guests the luxury and charm of the buildings of the early century. For me it was an opportunity to discover a mythical place that I had heard through the song of the same name: Hotel Manila''''Bernard Lavilliers. From there, time progressed, we were eating in a restaurant a little unique because it is installed on a pier jutting into Manila Bay. Above the waves threw themselves on the rocks, we so we reveled in fish and seafood, after all, eat as much locally!

When we left the retaurant, the weather was fine and returned to the stars had appeared in the sky. Our guests have thus led us to our guesthouse situated close to the famous''Circular''Remedios.

The next morning, May 31, Sylvie and I got up relatively early. After having had coffee, and Andy Noel joined us. We jumped in a nearby mall to buy books and postcards and have been eating in a restaurant that serves excellent Filipino specialties, as among other jaw tuna (which has the fish that the needles are duck), seafood crepes in foil or in poussses bamboo (Gary, you would have entertained!). After such a feast of the abdomen, we could well think of our culture by visiting the Museum of Manila. 2 large exposures involved an old English galleon sunk off and found by a French explorer and re-enactments of the different ethnic groups constituting the Philippines (housing, beliefs, and jewelry.). Late after noon, we were having a drink on the terrace of the Adriatic''coffee''face''instead of''Remedios. But heavy rain is was handed down. Andy and Noel have therefore taken the road back to their home to avoid the traffic jams that lay ahead. Sylvia and I spent some time at our guesthouse nearby before going to eat a little further, once the rain stopped ayat. But few expected that we are, we immediately put a table as the rain began to fall harder. So wet that we arrived at our hostel. This had the advantage of us a bit cool in this hot and humid environment that prevailed at all times!

June 1, Christmas had to go to work. Andy has joined us for a session of shopping in Chinatown (et populaire) de Quiapo. La, les 2 filles s'en sont donné a coeur-joie en faisant le tour des centaines de vendeurs de perles, colliers et autres articles de confection qui peuplaient l'endroit. De mon bord, je me suis dirigé vers le quartier de notre guesthouse ou j'ai moi aussi pensé a moi en allant me faire raser (apres 2 mois sans avoir utilisé le moindre rasoir, seul un barbier pouvait faire quelquechose pour moi!) et me faire masser (tant qu'a y etre...). En fin d'apres-midi, j'ai retrouvé Sylvie a la guesthouse. Et apres avoir fait une session d'écriture de cartes postales, nous sommes allés manger dans un restaurant japonais des environs. Apres tout, il s'agissait la de notre derniere nuit a Manille et our penultimate in the Philippines because the next day we went north of the city or location from where we were going to airport, please Schoolmistress two days later. We have therefore taken the opportunity to make us enjoy eating Japanese.

Tuesday morning, as planned, Andy and Christmas came to fetch us. We were all ready for the 4 rejoinre Clark 1h30 north of Manila.

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White Beach Mindoro


The road took only 1 hour and a half. Sylvie has asked his voluble neighbor what was the best place to go on Mindoro. White''beach''she replied without hesitation. The name was inspired ... Then we are asleep, the flight seemed to us even faster! It dropped us at the ferry terminal. It was perfect because it's that we had to take a boat to the island of Mindoro. Touts do not fail to catch you. Mindoro''? Follow me!''We shouted one of them. With a slight doubt, we left to drive. Ribamabelle a teller waiting for us. We sold tickets to''white''beach. After having paid our's, then finally an environmental tax and a fee for the terminal (!), We embarked on a''''banca, boat whose hull is decorated with two additional floats made of bamboo. Surprisingly, the matelos sortirent des gilets de sauvetage et les poserent a nos cotés. La nuit arrivant a grands pas, nous avons pris le large. Un magnifique coucher de soleil agrémenta notre traversée. Alors que la nuit était rendue noire et que notre frele esquif ne disposait que d'un minimum d'éclairage (feux de positionnement vert et rouge), nous sommes finalement arrivés sur une plage le long de laquelle se succédaient nombre de bars et de restaurants. Le bateau s'est posé sur la plage et c'est les pieds dans le sable que nous avons débarqué a ''white beach''. Plusieurs rabatteurs nous proposerent une chambre. Sylvie porta son choix sur une femme qui lui inspirait confiance. Nous avons donc posé nos sacs dans une chambre qui gave And behind buildings. A little wet but acceptable to start! Then we went to eat before returning to bed.

The next morning we slept a little. By late morning, we went for a walk along the beach which is short of''white''beach. Nothing extraordinary. Just what we needed. On the mountain behind, the weather veered to black. We also took the time to inform us to admire the underwater surroundings. The dive center was manned by a French man who lives on the island seven months a year. We quickly agreed that we would be leaving the next morning to go snorkeling''of''. In rural of after-noon, a storm broke and we returned to our guesthouse. In the evening, when the sky had cleared to allow us to enjoy a golden sun is strain on the horizon, we went out to eat. At the center of the beach are several stalls selling BBQ leus of customers. The simple choice consists of calamari, chicken skewers or cook the roast makes you live (not forgetting to smoke out the way!) On his half-barrel covered with a metal grid. Simply perfect.

Wednesday morning, wanting to enjoy a little of the sea, so we transferred our bags in a room overlooking the water. After all, you do not come so far to find themselves in a dark and wet back yard! Then fitted with our swimsuits and our sunglasses, we have swallowed a cup of coffee before heading out to the dive center. At 10:30, we boarded a banca''and''were sailing on the azure waves. After about 1 hour by boat, our boat moored to a floating bar that was anchored in the middle of a small port. Of the divers who were with us went in the direction of wreckage that lay beyond. Sylvie and others, we bubbled around the boat. The place was far from being ideal for snorkeling''was''the cause of the many boats coming and going. If although I personally had a scare right when the shuttle (with a big 4cv!) accompanying clients to the shore I went over the bar while I went back to the surface. Fortunately, the boat gently up, everyone was quit for a good scare. The boat had nothing me either! All the same, after having taken refreshment in the bar, we headed farther or plunge the show was much more interesting. Crystal clear water, corals and many fish superb. Great! Then the current took us back quietly and effortlessly into the boat which had been at anchor a little further. Back

a''white''and after beach have been showering us and change us, we went to''surf''electronically to polish up some things, but mostly to telephone to my little mother to wish her a''Happy Birthday''in this day of 60th anniversary. Then we found two French who were on the boat, Francis and Sophie, with whom we were eating. Francis is married to the sister of Sophie and they live in Manila for a 18 month contract. As for Sophie, she took the Occasion to come see them for a few weeks. In talking, they asked us when was that we had arrived. Monday''''have we responded. Then you are'' arrivés apres le bateau qui a coulé?''. Quoi? Un bateau a coulé? En fait, la veille de notre arrivée (dimanche), un bateau identique a celui que nous avons pris pour venir de Batangas (il y en a des dizaines) a sombré. Le probleme est que nombre d'asiatiques ne savent pas nager. Une quinzaine d'entres eux ont donc péri noyés. Cela explique pourquoi les matelos nous ont donné des gilets lorsque nous avons embarqué!

Apres nous etre tout de meme délectés ensemble d'un superbe BBQ, nous avons convenu de retrouver nos compatriotes pour partager nos activités du lendemain, puis nous sommes rentrés nous coucher.

Le jeudi, nous nous sommes retrouvés tous les 4 late morning. We hired a tricycle''''(motorcycle equipped with a''sidecar''and acting as a taxi) to take us to the waterfalls located on the opposite side (east ) of the island. The 2 girls were crammed into the small''sidecar''while Francis and myself have taken place on the back of the motorcycle driver. However, even at 5, we were far from the record of filling. Indeed, it is not uncommon to see up to 10 people on such a machine: 3 on the bike, 4 or 5 in the''sidecar''and 2 or 3 on the roof. As mechanics goes, everything goes! After about 45 minutes away in positions not specifically comfortable, we finally got to those waterfalls. Upstream, large waterfalls pouring rainstorms. Downstream 2 pools were constructed where one could bathe. Our driver parked in the time we were going to refresh and then we paid the access fee for us to go saucer. The freshness of the water was welcome by a day as warm and as heavy. 1h30 after bathing, we undertook to return for our driver to return. But to our surprise, we tossed a lady asking for money. After a moment's hesitation, we realized (by reading it!) That enjoy the privilege of umbrellas that were on the site coutait quelques dollars (apres-tout, ne paye-t-on pas sa place sur un transat sur certaines plages cossues du sud de la France?). Apres avoir duement acquité notre du, nous sommes finalement remontés sur notre tricycle pour rentrer. En cours de route, nous nous sommes arretés manger a Puerto Galera, le port le plus important de l'ile. Il a la particularité d'etre niché au fond d'une baie abritée de la mer par plusieurs iles qui l'entourent. Le site est superbe. Rien d'étonant qu'il ait été convoité il y a plusieurs décennies par des navigateurs qui désiraient y abriter leurs navires. Et y cacher leurs trésors... D'ailleurs, plusieurs voiliers de belle prestance étaient au mouillage dans Bay and were available to look jealous lovers.

Finally, after having eaten, we found our driver waiting for us and have gone back to our beach''white''beach. We returned to our room to ask us. Sylvie has grown while I was writing on the terrace facing the sea Calmly, the sky darkens. Then suddenly, as soon as the sun swung behind the horizon, the wind rose. Gust of strong wind made flying billboards, plastic chairs and throwing stuff out and that was not securely attached. The sea was formed. Waves of increasingly strong breaking on the beach. So I returned the computer, a torrential rain began to fall. We were trying to wipe it all browser fears more than anything when he is alone in the middle of the sea: a real blow''tobacco''. Luckily, we were on land and property to the shelter. The storm lasted about 30 minutes. Armed with our raincoats, we have still been eating. 45 minutes later, the rain had ceased, the wind fell, and the beach was once again a peaceful place and creep. The''hit''of fluff was past! On the way to our room, we found Francis and Sophia along with several others who were with us on the boat the day before. So we stopped for a drink with them amidst the festive atmosphere that was reborn. It was in some ways''the festival after the storm.'' The bars were filled again. They had emerged from their speakers''was''to straighten the sheep who spat loudly hits the''top 50''one after the other. Transvestites (as many and as friendly as Thailand) did not pray to entice were friendly customers. Filipino vacationers donned the''San Miguel''stirring the rhythms that broke their ears. There was a''good boy''atmosphere quite pleasant. But being so young a few years ago (''The truth of Palisse''), we parted company to our guests to go to bed.

Friday morning, the weather was beautiful, we decided to go diving. At the dive center, we found Francis and Sophie who boarded too. We laid him in a one channel linking the sea to the Bay of Puerto Galera. A small channel of about 80 meters wide. Immediately in water, we were impressed by the current spinning. It feared nothing (the current would have pushed into the bay and not towards the sea) but we had to redouble clinical exercise to reach the shore. It was a great lesson has the effect it is useless to try to swim against the current. Instead, he is much smarter to use force to leave or bear the desired. I will try to remember in a few months! Still, as we approached the shore and we went up the beach on foot to get back to acids upstream of the current. There, at the shelter of rocks, we could admire at leisure the seabed. Then, when it was almost time to go back on board, we headed to the center of the fairway to leave us with the flow. Down in apnea and with outstretched arms at bottom, we had the sensation of flying at full speed over funds filled with coral et de mille poissons multicolores. Absolument magique!

Apres avoir bien joué dans l'eau, nous sommes remontés a bord puis avons regagné ''white beach'' ou nous sommes allés manger d'excellents spaghettis agrémentés d'une superbe sauce aux champignons (ça faisait des lustres qu'on en avait pas mangé!). En apres-midi, durant les heures les plus chaudes, nous sommes restés du coté de notre chambre ou j'ai pu continuer a écrire. Le soir, nous avons mangé une derniere fois un BBQ en l'agréable compagnie de François et Sophie. Puis nous avons fini la soirée sur notre min-terrasse avec une (petite) bouteille de rhum local. Pas aussi bon que le martiniquais (parole Sylvie!) but perfect to decorate a glass of Coke. Then we said goodbye to our friends so they can go to bed. For us it was our last night here. Tomorrow will be the retrour on Manila.

Saturday, May 30, so we raised the alarm to sound (beurk!) to make our bags before going to the beach to take a boat to Batangas. The beaters do not fail us (2 on a western beach at 8.30 am with their backpack!) And soon we had our tickets in hand. A coffee has a restaurant and it was time to board. Thus ended the already''Sea''portion of our journey Philippines.

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