Phillip and I are in the Philippines, the country in which we began this trip. Although we refer to our current location as Subic Bay, we are actually about 15 km from the former US Navy base and its surrounding city. People have heard of Subic Bay, but no one has heard of Barretto or Baloy Beach. This is our fourth stop in the Philippines. We spent a few days in Manila in April to start this adventure before heading on to seven countries. We flew from Hanoi to Cebu last week. We visited Cebu before, but only for one night in 2014. This time, we stayed for three nights and had some Filipino classic food for our meals and snacks. We've eaten the traditional Filipino dessert, Halo-Halo several times. The purple color is from ube, a sweet root vegetable that is processed into ice cream and desserts. Those are corn flakes on top for a bit of crunch.
Phillip ordered sinigang, a sour pork and vegetable soup. I enjoyed it more than he did, although he did like it. Lots of veggies in broth.
We both liked the pork sisig and have eaten it several times. It reminded me of a pork hash without potatoes. A fried egg is served on top, but the waiter had already stirred the egg in when I took this picture.
We ate pork sisig at our Clark hotel also, and I snapped a picture before the egg was stirred in. This restaurant added sliced peppers, spicy but not nearly as hot as Thai peppers.
In Cebu, our hotel was in an area called "IT Park." IT Park is home to huge office buildings filled with call centers. If you call a major corporation, there's a good chance that your call may be routed to a worker in one of these buildings. Lots and lots of 20-somethings, male and female, all who speak English well, coming and going from these buildings.
Other than walking around IT Park and noticing the hundreds of coffee shops (to fuel the workers), we went to only one tourist location, a spot called TOPS. It is an overlook about 30 minutes outside the city. Our hotel was just around the corner from the bus station that had a dedicated shuttle to TOPS. For 200 pesos each ($3.29), we got a round-trip shuttle ride and entrance into TOPS.
| entrance to TOPS on the top of the mountain |
From the upper level, we did have a nice view of the mountains on the side and rear of TOPs.
For our final Cebu photo, I give you this guy. He was painted on the underside of a set of metal stairs. We walked under the stairs to find shade to finish our Halo-Halo (the first photo in this blog post) and noticed him.
We flew from Cebu to Clark on Thursday, spending two nights at Clark. Clark is a city, like Subic, that owes its existence to the US military, in Clark's case, the Air Force. Clark Air Base was closed in 1991-2 following disputes with local leaders and the eruption of nearby Mount Pinatubo. Phillip and I know the history of Clark Air Base and Mount Pinatubo because we visited the Clark Museum during our stay.
The two floors of the Clark Museum, about 1/2 mile from our hotel, held an eclectic array of exhibits. They jumped from indigenous people, to birds, to geology, to Clark Air Base history, to Mount Pinatubo to local artists with no transition from one topic to another. One local artist showcased in the exhibits used twisted copper wire in their artwork. It was fascinatingly beautiful and had it been for sale, I might have tried to fit a piece in my suitcase.
Since this was near a military base, the museum had a canon exhibit between it and the former Clark AFB parade grounds.
Visiting the museum wasn't the only thing we did at Clark. Our hotel was part of a 3-hotel complex, anchored by a casino! The casino had the same slots machines that we see on cruise ships. We visited the hotel casino both evenings we were there. I broke even with my slot betting. We won't talk about how lucky (or not lucky) Phillip was in the casino.
I arranged for a car and driver for the 3-hour drive to take us to the next hotel, the Wild Orchid Beach Resort, just a few hundred yards from my brother's house in the town of Barretto. Although we have seen some ants, we are happy with our room which is about 30 feet from the beach.
We spend parts of each day at Burt and Connie's house, an easy walk on the same street as our hotel. We do have to walk about 2 km to the market. One day, after Connie and I walked to the market, we rode back with our purchases in the regular local transportation, a motorcycle tricycle taxi.
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| my view from the motorcycle taxi |
Yesterday, we went with Burt and Connie when they went to play pool. Burt has been told by his doctors to get some walking in each day. Connie can get him out to play pool, so it is a routine for them. It was about a 5-minute walk to the hotel/bar/pool hall, but the outing did ensure that Burt got his movement in by walking and playing.
Phillip and I don't play, so we watched Connie and Burt. Burt won, but he has such a reach advantage over Connie that I don't think she could ever win against him! Phillip was happy to get a halo-halo while we were at the pool hall.
We walked back along the beach just as the sun was setting, so here's a final picture, Baloy Beach at sunset. The sand is not white, but it is lighter in color than Galveston sand.
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