Travel By Heart: Day 06 – The Island Life 02/04

I had to pause a little before deciding if I’m going to push through with Siargao, 1,500 going there which means 1,500 going back. This alone would put a big dent on my budget.

I then asked myself “When will I ever have this opportunity again? Probably never…”. Then I realized it’s just money, I will figure out the rest once I get there. With a heavy heart, I paid every fee that is asked of me. They loaded my motorcycle into their boat, I’m no stranger to this, but every time that my motorcycle is transferred to a boat on a piece of wood that’s just about a foot wide without anything to catch it, I clenched my fist and hope nothing bad happens.

But these guys are pros, I asked if it would help if I remove the side bags so they can transport it easier. They said “Yes!”, so I got it out of the way and they started lifting it. It was a bit of a challenge to them as the XR 125 is quite tall and long, in order to control it better one guy rode it… and yes he rode it while it was still in the wooden plank.

I was only able to breathe again once they have loaded my only means of transportation, they tied it down securely and then off we go. The boat was divided into two, one was a small tight room with like 10 people inside below it is wide room with a lot of seating capacity, that’s where most of the passengers are. The captain told me that I can stay in that small room, so I did. The room was cramped and a bit hot, I tried my best to be comfortable even though filled with people and their belongings.

Then the boat started to move, we are leaving the port now. I went outside  to get some air and to watch as we rode by mangroves. At first I thought, they were islands because they were just ridiculously thick and lush with birds coming and going. After a couple of minutes we were in the open sea… the captain advised us to go inside. He told us that we are going to get wet if we stayed there because the waves were a bit high.

Everyone in the small cabin was curious as to who I am, why I was there and what I was doing. Who wouldn’t? I was sticking out like a sore thumb all dressed in black motorcycle gear. After a brief interview, I tried my best to sleep, simply because I was getting sea sick. The waves were indeed high and my insides want to come out my mouth. I tried my best not to vomit, but I can’t help it. I went outside to the back of the boat and puked all of my breakfast into the sea… that’s the only way I know how to cope up with motion sickness. Instead of going inside I opted to just stay out, wind breeze and horizons usually help in preventing from getting dizzy.

After 3 hours, we finally arrived at Siargao. My bike got unloaded and I was advised by the crew that the first thing that I have to look for was a bike wash… as sea water is not kind to metal and chances are my motorcycle will corrode if I let the sea water settle, good thing there was one nearby.



After a brief chit-chat with the guy who washed my bike, I started asking him if he can suggest a place where I can stay in. He told me that there are a lot of places to stay in Cloud 9, I wasn’t sure what he was actually talking about. He then said it’s the place where almost all the tourists go, that’s where they surf! I then asked how far it is, he said about 15 to 20 mins ride. A 20-minute ride is really not that far… although I really wanted to look for some place that’s just near so I can change into dry clothes and get some rest. That’s when he suggested a small lodge that’s like a couple of blocks away.

My belongings.

My belongings.

I got there fairly quickly. At first, you won’t think that it’s a lodge as it looks more like a regular house. I got in and asked if there was a room for me to stay in and how much it would cost. Luckily there was an available one and only costs around 500 per night to stay. I quickly said that I’m going to take it, I was about to pay them but then they said just pay for it once you check out. After asking some help with my stuff I got into my small room with a bed a fan and some Christmas lights.

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