We actually went there for the World Music festival, which was… interesting. The rest of the town was worth it though.
Che culo! as the italians say: I don’t know how we managed this, but we went to the Philippines and escaped all the catastrophes that happened there last week: the typhoon, the ferry sinking in Cebu and then the huge flood in Manila. We didn’t escape the usual 2 hours delays of every boat and ferry of the country though. My European self is starting to get used to it slowly, thank god I have a comics reader on my phone.
First night in Manila, on top of the Bayleaf hotel for the view (Intramuros):
Bohol: Chocolate hills, tarsiers conservation center, river cruise and Baclayon (the oldest) church of course, following the tracks of all the other tourists of the island:
A little fake like a small Disneyland, Bukit Tinggi is actually quite close to the maisons à colombages that we find in Alsace. Legend has it that the King went to France for his honeymoon and him and his wife liked it so much that they decided to recreate the town of Colmar in Malaysia. Yes it basically is the same… with 30°C more.
We had a nice lunch there. Nice white wine, fresh fish, purée…pretty French, except they still had to put some soya beans in there, they could not help it.