I woke up and it’s raining. Today’s our Malcapuya tour and we almost didn’t go, we still pushed through though, bad weather and all. It’s not everyday that we’re in Coron, might as well go. The rough seas tossed us around, we got rained on at Malcapuya, we didn’t get to visit Banana and Bulog Dos islands and we got the ride from hell on our way back to town.
This is by far the roughest, meanest, wettest, most intense and most neverending-ish boatride of my life. It was freakin’ awesome in its own weird way. Kudos to our boatmen Avel and his father Toto from bringing us back alive.