Philippines, Melaka and Orientation

Day: 56

Location: Monash University Sunway Campus, Petaling Jaya, Selangor, Malaysia

As planned we were bundled into a mini van the next morning to travel from Donsol to Legazpi City. The driver insisted on fitting a German couple, Steph and I into the 'four' seats in the back row. We bought another seat rather having to sit on top of each other.

Church, Donsol

Legazpi City is located a few kilometres from Mt.Mayon, an almost perfectly cone-shaped, active volcano. An All Terrain Vehicle (ATV) ride lead to the 2006 lava front – a gigantic, snaking mound of rocks that had been spat from the mouth of the volcano. 

Our accommodation in Legazpi was a standard backpackers which wouldn’t have been out of place if it was for ‘standard backpackers’ being pretty scarce in The Philippines.

The morning before we left Legazpi we got up to see the sunset in the hope that the top of Mt. Mayon would be clear and not covered in clouds as it often seemed to be. We caught a few glimpses of the peak and I was mesmerised watching it but the photos don’t really do it justice.

A couple of delayed flights took us to Boracay on the 16^th where we met Tom and Courtney. Boracay was packed with tourists. The main stretch is along White Beach and is very developed with shops, restaurants, stalls, massage centres, accommodation, dive shops and bars.

It was clear that many local people travelled to Boracay to meet the demand brought by the tourist population and it was disheartening to see how desperate they were to make money from tourists.
We completed two dives while we were in Boracay which were quite good and definitely wet my appetite for getting an Open Water License while in Malaysia.

Next we travelled to Cebu. Originally we had planned to make it to Panglao Island off Bohol in one day but we were handballed around by a cancelled flight and a delayed replacement and instead landed in Cebu with free accommodation for the night.
We arrived 24 hours later than planned in Panglao. With limited time we had to sightsee efficiently so went in search of the fabled ‘tarsier’ at a nearby tarsier centre. We dutifully paid our entrance fees and were then informed that due to new government regulations the tarsiers could no longer be kept there in captivity. Instead we saw some exotic birds, many of which were from Australia and strolled through the gardens and galleries of the property owned by a French expat. The tour conveniently ended at a restaurant with a stunning view of the sea at sunset.

In keeping with our ambition to get as much done in Panglao as possible we booked in a snorkelling trip and a driver to take us to ‘Chocolate Hills’ for the following day. Rising early, we boarded a boat to go to a marine park. By the sound of this primitive machine they were using a six-cylinder engine to power the propeller which made for a fairly piercing ride out to the island. I’m not sure if it was an issue with language or organisation but the set up when arrived at the island was disappointing, an environmental fee had to be paid for the preservation of the park which was more than acceptable although it seemed we then became the subjects of a poorly executed scam. Our guide suggested that we had to hire another small boat to take us 50m off the shore to where the best snorkelling was. Eventually we decided to swim out on our own, testing the water so to speak to determine whether another boat ride was compulsory as they seemed to claim. After a paddle out over a shallow shelf the sea floor dropped 15m giving way to an incredible wall of coral, fish and anemones. Both Courtney and I were stung by jellyfish which she was very excited about as it was her first time.

The same afternoon we drove to an actual tarsier centre, one with real live tarsiers. I hope the photo provides enough information about this incredibly disproportionate creature.

The real destination however was Chocolate Hills. Because of the season we were there they didn’t have their renowned chocolate colour but were still a sight worth beholding.

The 23^rd was a day of travel – we had to get a van, a boat, a plane and then a bus to Clark for our flight to KL on the 24^th. This made for a good 15 hour journey with time in transit between connections. Accommodation had been hard to find in Clark because of a Hot Air Balloon Show on that weekend. Furthermore, arriving at our hard-sought accommodation we discovered that Clark is home to many short-stay hotels and as such the rooms we had booked were occupied when we arrived. This made four people who had travelled all day less than impressed. In order to get a discount for having to wait for the rooms to be meticulously cleaned we paid for three three-hour time slots which was cheaper than the original booking.

Sunday brought on the next phase to my journey. Touching down in KL I thought about the lack of certainty of my next destination, I didn’t know when the next flight would be or to where as I had done for over a month. There was comfort knowing that I could settle down in one place and begin uni after such a long time away that it feels like you’ve forgotten what an essay is.
Tom and I were thrown into things at Sunway Monash Residence (‘res’ from here on), when we arrived a big group of the exchange students were going out to dinner which we joined in on having said goodbye to Courtney and Steph.

Monday brought orientation which was an administrative day with a bit of wasted time in between. On Tuesday we met Courtney and Steph to return to Melaka where I retrieved the rest of my luggage and we spent some time eating. There are lovely historical buildings in Melaka due to it’s colonial past although we became the most familiar with the phrase “Try this, Melaka is famous for it”. In the 48 hours were there we ate about 12 meals – two varieties of satay, wanton mee (noodles, dumplings and soup), chicken rice, nasi lemak (rice, chicken, egg and sambal), roti canai (bread and dhal), coconut milkshakes, durian, glutenous rice desserts, laksa, cendol (ice dessert) and oyster pancakes (from the two competing stalls in the town). This culinary extravaganza was facilitated by Courtney and here relatives who I can’t praise enough for their hospitality and generosity while we were there.

Since coming back to KL there have been many trips to the shops to get supplies such as coat hangers and other necessary, mundane things. My room is starting to feel more like home and so is the 8^th floor. It is interesting in the way that rooms are set up, within the apartment building there are 22 levels. The 8^th and one room of the 7^th floor have only exchange student occupying them. This comes with a form of ‘diplomatic immunity’ whereby we don’t have to adhere to the curfews in place for local and permanent international students or the rules about alcohol or movement of people in between rooms.
In my apartment of seven people we have four Australians, and three guys from Hungary, France and South Africa respectively.

Some of the features of the accommodation make it feel as though you’re still on holiday. So far I have used the gym, pool and basketball court more than lecture theatres or tute rooms, hopefully that will continue but I’ll have to report back about it in week 8.

I am looking into some volunteering and/or internship opportunities to take on for the semester, it could be tight fitting it in between the three contact hours for each of my three subjects but it should just be possible.

I realise it has been a long time in between posts so I apologise for that. The last couple of weeks have been either busy setting up at uni or on the move between Philippines, KL and Melaka. I may add some afterthoughts as they come to mind if I have left anything significant out and photos of uni, my room and surrounds will follow.

Ben x

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