Philippine Travel Notes

Let’s hear a foreigner-friend who sent me email… Dear PT, ...I know you discuss mostly air travel within the country, but I hope you can help me. Why do airliners always ask me for a return ticket? Sometimes they insist I buy a ticket to anywhere outside Philippines. I tell them I don't know, because it depends if I go home next week or the next month. Still they don't sell me a ticket to Philippines if I don't buy return or onward ticket. So, I just guess a date, buy return ticket that becomes useless cuz I leave on another date. Isn’t that robbery? My reply… Dear (friend), No it is not robbery. That's just how it is with international travel. Its not even an airline requirement. It is a government requirement that the airline must comply with. Otherwise if immigration finds out you don't have a return or onward ticket, the airline will be fined heftily. From friend again… Dear PT, …never did Immigration ask me for a return ticket the many times I left going to Phi

Here comes my heavyweight amiga with an unfinished issue about weights and airplanes. Still can’t take that it is easier to regularly visit the gym and ’eat right’ so she can fly sexily without much of the fuss! “ What’s with that weight thing anyway? Isn’t that damn plane rated to fly at its maximum capacity? Mine was not a full flight, you know. I think it wouldn’t have mattered if I was 65 or 85 kilograms ”. That’s what my palangga of a friend had to say when I started expounding (in the previous story ). My answer was “you are 88 kilograms not 85… shut up and listen” heee hehe! Yeah yeah, familiarity breeds contempt. The closer you are to people, the easier it is to lambast them even in public! We do that to our real brothers and sisters, right? Yep, that’s how cruel we mere mortals are hahaha! Anyway… Here are more details: I said in that previous story that the smaller the aircraft, the more there is a need to get the actual or nearest to actual weights, right? Here is the reaso

Still in Balanga and the group of bird watchers (that includes me hehe) set out to lunch at some place along the highway. Just the way going there, away from the usual bustling central district already told me we were going to eat at some special kind of place. I was not mistaken. This is a native hut with native everything – very “barriotic” in fact. Consistently, the food they serve is also “barriotic”, some even exotic, but/and, THAT is exactly what many of folks like in this restaurant! Its a turo-turo alright, but I might qualify that as the “turo-turo extra ordinaire”! Everything is laid out in a counter and you point what you like so the assistants can scoop a serving for you. Uniquely too, each dish is labeled with cut pieces of yellow paper where the name is written with a pentel pen. Why? Because many of them viands look the same when cooked. So you better read and understand well what each dish is. Examle, I was about to point at something that looked like CPA (Chicken Por

As if to follow through on my intrigue at bird watching, my friends decided to pass by this little aviary with a twist, still in the Balanga area before heading out to lunch at an equally intriguing place (but that's my next topic). Casper and Friends is not your usual aviary put up or sponsored by rich folks who can buy this and that bird to wow us. This one is some kind of a hospital or rescue center for birds that may have otherwise been left to oblivion. Owner of the house (and the aviary, of course) Dannie Brimmer, is a retired US Marine married to a Filipina who hails from the area. Quite a story and he never tires retelling them to visitors many times a day. The good thing about their little yard is it shows genuine love and care for wild birds. They voraciously want folks to come by, not to earn from them, but in the hope that we the visitors will in some way some time spread the word that we need to take care of our wildlife. There is a story in each of the animals to be f

And it had to be on the fringes of Balanga Bataan Philippines! As said in the previous story , I went with a group of birders just to get a feel on what it is they do and how. Their itinerary this time was in the Bataan-Zambales corridor, and being in the area, I took the opportunity. Hmm, what a different kind of activity! It starts with some briefing on the itinerary. Maps, terrains and many other things about the area are discussed. Then its a go! The group convoys to the place until the “guide” declares where everyone should stop and park their vehicles. I did wonder why everyone seemed to be sporting wide-brimmed hats but easily realized why. Most of the time, they have to sit it out in the open and under the scorching rays of the sun. And of the about 25 of us, only me, myself and I was wearing a white tee! Most were browns and dark greens, so I asked if they have some kind of a uniform for identity being bird watchers. Aruuu! I got educated that the shirt-color is for them to av

The morning after my memorable Dambana Ng Kagitingan visit, I arranged to go with some friends who call themselves “birders”. I am not a birder but I know that is how they call themselves, being bird watchers. I must add – avid and serious bird watchers. I went with them just for the experience on what they do as bird watchers, and the assigned meeting place was this fastfood chain branch at city center. Most of them would have come driving from Manila that early morning so the fastfood meeting must have also been a most desired breakfast. I was out quickly at the agreed time and txtd I would just roam around the church, plaza and city hall areas while they had breakfast. The reply was a serious “NO u hv 2b here n listen 2d briefng, bsides sum1 here can tell u all about Balanga”. Gosh! So I heeded! And did get quite a story from one of the friends about the city's central district. The church for which I only caught a distant photo from the plaza, is generally referred to as the Ba

Still in Balanga, this had been my default dinner area for two nights. I just easily liked it – especially that it sits just across my Crown Royale Hotel! What attracted me at first was the name – I thought wow, they're here too – thinking this was/is a branch of those famous Dayrit's restaurants in Magallanes, The Fort and Tomas Morato. The giant burger immeidately came to mind hehe. I did not ask, but it looks like they're not of one and the same progeny! From the font used in their restaurant name, I did guess, this one is related to that branch in Olongapo! This Dayrit’s is nothing less anyway. In fact, I mused at the choices of real food that are on the menu. Too many choices and all in affordable prices. I liked the gambas plus liempo one night, and the delectable (seafood) kare-kare plus tuna belly the next! Smorgas-rice in this place even comes in a bucket! Ah, gluttony place!

My home for the weekend visit. A good one. Well, better than many hotels in the usual urban centers that I have seen around this country. How did I get into this hotel? Well, fortunately, for lack of information on any other choice that anyone would recommend. I asked friends. No one could tell me what a good accommodation in Balanga would be – since none of them have had any need to stay overnight in said city. Those who, at times, had to be in the area for business always opted for Subic which is just near anyway. As one friend said “who needs to sleep in Balanga anyway”. But I did! And, judging from what I have seen on the web, it looked like Crown Royale was the only choice. When I called up their city hall to ask about things, I mentioned this hotel, and the lady I talked to said this was a good choice. Done! A no-frills hotel. No other thing aside from your room and the breakfast area. Just what I have always wanted. Somewhere to sleep without distractions like shops or disco bar