Arriving in Boracay we were blown away by the views… and the beaches! No wonder this is a major tourist attraction. It was quite different from El Nido. The streets were busier, the town was much more expansive, there was a McDonald’s… there was a lot to take in. We split ways during this 8-night stop and did our own thing, so we’ll talk separately about our stay here.
We arrived in the Philippines and spent a night in Manila before heading out to our first long-term destination: El Nido. In Manila we spent the evening at a cute hostel called Z Hostel, which was recommended to us by a friend of a friend (thanks Marc!) The next morning we went to a small terminal in the airpot and hopped on an AirSwift flight direct into El Nido. We expected our normal budget airline… but were surprised with a great prop plane and even better service. We were given water and snacks upon arrival at the gate and the staff was fantastic. Our flight into El Nido was quick and beautiful!
It was bound to happen. We had come so far, had so many great roommates. So we are back with another edition of our love letters to bad dorm mates. It’s worthwhile to note that the frustrations of this situation were only compounded by the fact that the beds in this dorm were rock hard and covered in a plastic (too many prior incidents weeing the bed, perhaps).
Dear Terrible Dorm Mates,
There were two of you last night. Traveling separately. I guess we are extra lucky this time around.
The first of you arrived in a sexy leopard onesie (aka romper). You had 3 suitcases and 4 handbags in tow. We were on the 4th floor of a walk up dorm room. You seemed upset with a top bunk situation after tackling all of those stairs.
To help get settled into the room, you decided to clean all of your plastic grocery bags in the bathroom shower and then hang them to drip dry in the room. That made sense.
You took the bunk above Kerry and somehow made a lot of ruckus for someone so tiny.
The second of you arrived around 2 am. We had settled into a terrible slumber on our Ziploc-covered rock beds when you came bounding in. You helped the situation by turning on all of the lights.
Jenny had the pleasure of having you in the bunk above her. Being a not-so-petite male wearing jeggings, you plopped into the top bunk and proceeded to flop around like a fish out of water for an hour. Then apparently you decided to leave the room to go sleep on an actual rock outside, because that was likely more comfortable than the beds in the dorm.
Once again we returned to our shitty slumber. Then Thing One had a bad dream. Which resulted in a lot of noise. Noises that a ghost might make, paired with yelling help and screaming.
After a few minutes of yelling you settled back into normal sleep we giggled for no less than 20 minutes. Thing Two was still out at who knows where. It was 4 am. We made an agreement to blow this popsicle joint if we weren’t getting sleep by 5:30 am.
Lucky for us, Thing Two came back at 5 am and returned to his fish out of water tendencies. Then some random 5th person, in a 4 bed dorm, arrived at 5:30 am. Possibly a lost person, as you didn’t stay long.
Our 6:30 am alarms came all too soon after a night with you fools. Thankfully it was only one night, and now we are Tokyo bound where our only bedtime concern is if we get more than one twin size sheet to share between the two of us.
Forever not yours,
Kerry & Jenny
For those who want to hear our impression of the sounds Thing One made…
We are safe and sound in the Philippines. Wifi here isn’t the best, so we’ve been rather quiet (clearly!) But we’ll be back soon with updates, photos, videos and all kinds of other juicy information. Until then we will be wandering beautiful beaches and exploring the underwater world.
~ Kerry & Jenny
To be honest, my travel buddies and I were quite burnt out on Asian food in general by the time we made it to Cambodia, so it took us until our last city, Siem Reap, to actually eat Khmer cuisine.
Our last stop in Cambodia was Siem Reap. We took the 12 hour overnight bus ride from Sihanoukville to Siem Reap and arrived early in the morning to our hostel here, called Funky Flashpackers. It came highly recommended by some people we met on Koh Rong Samloem, and at first glance, it did not disappoint.
On our way to the island, Koh Rong Samloem, we decided to break up the trip a bit and stay one night in Kampot, where we stayed at another Mad Monkey hostel. We enjoyed some pizza and card games and called it a night early, in preparation for the travel day to get to the island.
After a 3 hour bus ride, a 2 hour wait by the pier, and a 45 minute speed boat ride, we made it to a pier where we were picked up by a longboat owned by our hostel/resort…you guessed it…we stayed at another Mad Monkey hostel! The boat took us right to the part of the island we would be staying for the next 4 nights.