Day 8 & 9: I'm alive everybody. Sorry, I was not able to post the other day. The resort lost its power a little after dinner time yesterday so I was not able to access the WiFi or do Karaoke last night. The last few days have been a little more frustrating for me but like any adventure you have to overcome several obstacles to feel a real sense of accomplishment. And the last few days have certainly had their challenges. It started on Sat. when we had a problem with the motors on one of the boats, where we found there was a little bit of water in the gas that we purchased in Coron. Well, turns out that it was actually more like over 50 gallons of bad gas that took us all day to get out of the tank and finally get the engines running again. But even that had it's funny moments. For one thing I have a new nick name from the guards accompanying us on the boats, "Manny Marc Pacquiao". I got that name because I removed a really tightly screwed on fuel filter and because I looked strong they gave me that name, referring to the famous Filippino boxer Manny Pacquiao. I guess the guy is a hero here in the Philippines and every time he fights everyone stops what their doing and watches, according to the guys even the criminals stop and watch the fight and there is not crime in the streets. So, every time I did something good the guys would say "that's Manny Marc Pacquiao". It was funny. For lunch time we were treated to squid for lunch, tentacles and all. It was delicious!!! And finally by the end of the day we got the engines running and got some dinner, right before all the lights went out. Quite a day. But at least I got to see all the people from Karaoke and they all said "hi" and we got to talk a little bit. Then after a good nights sleep we woke up today and took off from Puerto Princessa. It was extremely long with another round of PB & J sandwiches and water for the whole trip. During the trip we would past the time singing songs from back home. The guys know all the American songs, everything from "Faithfully" by Journey to Beyonce's "If I was a boy". It's actually quite funny when were all singing it together. Finally we reached Puerto Princessa running on fumes. One of the boats actually ran out of gas so we had to tow it in. Okay, it was my boat. But that's what happens when you plan on a trip being 150 miles and it turns out to be 195. Woops! But I'm here now and tomorrow we may actually finish up with what work is left on the boats. I'm let you know what happens tomorrow.
Philippine Marc
Philippine Marc
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