Pagsanjan River

The waterfall itself is nothing special. The water falls is greater. Nevertheless, it is worth the trip. After a few hours has tormented by the usual traffic chaos, reach Pagsanjan . The town lies on the river of the same. There, the Erlebniss actually begins. You climb a little boat and two men brought up the river to the waterfall. It goes through a narrow gorge and numerous rapids with a stop at about half-way. There is a break for the really hard-working skipper and also for the tourists. Wearing a life jacket is compulsory for the ride. What is good is not really clear. The water is little more than knee deep. We are the only non-Asians today. It teems with Koreans. Even a few Japanese and Chinese are in the process. They seem to have an even greater need for security. They all wear helmets and sometimes even an extra body armor. What really matters to me as alledrings appeared for the trip was a sun hat. The trip takes about an hour and it is just after one. The sun beats straight from heaven.

The scenery in the gorge is quite impressive. Left and right, steep walls. Covered by rain forest plants. From time to time to see a few monkeys and other animals. In this canyon the way parts of the movie "Apocalypse Now" were recorded.

Before taking a shower

After a break with a snack, we go further upriver. Anything with the arm and leg strength of the boatmen. After another 20 minutes we reached the upper waterfall. A small lake in front. It does not look very impressive. But there is still an extra experience. With a Bambusflos you can go directly under the waterfall in the cave behind it. A very wet fun. The impression in the cave is literally breathtaking. Breathing is actually somewhat difficult by the waterfall. But it is wirklch impressive. One can also swim in the water. Why not, if you are wet anyway before. We stopped just over 1 hour there. Then back again. This time there was an extra fun. All lay on my stomach and just below the falls through. Is actually quite bearable, bite on the calf. If the waterfall is located in, does it feel like having a nail in the calf skin. It really does hurt mean. But a good massage.

After showering

Back on the dry, we have shot a few photos, then we had to back down to the river before dark to be back. We were also much longer than usual on the road. 2 hours is normal for us it was already fourth

Down it goes a little faster. However, even wetter. The rapids we have plenty of water scooped into the boat. But we came back to the base intact. There, we were able to attract a shower and dry clothes. Then back to Manila.

I can now go whenever I want to post a mail. Could be interesting, especially with the iPhone.

I've now learned. I mean, of course, the ride and not drive it myself. Nevertheless, there is something to practice. First, it is a little more mature than the average Central Europeans do not simply on or get out. Moreover, this is the companion use but requires at least basic Orstkenntniss. Those things go for so what could be called a regular service. On the outside is brushed on, where the journey goes. Since then stands as: "MRT-Ayala-Washington." If you think you have an idea of ​​where this might be, you try it. You stand at the edge of the road, waiting for a vehicle that is traveling in the desired direction. You are either a sign that they want to or just jump on one of the many occasions when the need to stop anyway. Intersection, traffic congestion, rising from just anyone. Then you look wedged in one of the narrow seats. Most of these things are fully up to the stop. Up to 20 people is normal.

Outside the city is also transported on the roof. That's when the heat here is not really unpleasant. If you then arrive at the goal of his desires, or if it has been found that the thing runs contrary to all expectation in a completely different direction than expected, you can call "barra" and the driver stops the vehicle rather abruptly. It forces its way out of it again and tries to smash the skull is not too bad.

The pleasure is quite inexpensive. A promotion's for 7.50 pesos. This is something cent more than 10. You learn a lot of nice people and if you look often enough moves over time and the city.
The jeepneys are probably the most widely used public transportation in the city. There are also buses, operate similarly to the jeepneys, but travel longer distances. Then there are three railway lines of quite different quality. Its use is also reasonably priced but also very cumbersome. Each has a different operator, and if you're upgrading you have to buy a new ticket. This is not a money issue, more a time problem. In MRI, for example, one may assume that of the two ticket machines at the station does not. At the counter you will then have time to 20 minutes. You could also buy a multiple ticket. But that's only a switch and there is the serpent 2 times as long.
But back to the jeepney. Those things get updated very often in all kinds of designs. Small, large, long, short, with air conditioning or natural "cooling drafts." Rusted or Paintbrush. Bright colored completely or stainless steel. Just one thing, there is not guaranteed: Two identical jeepneys.

Is once again Friday night. Sitting in a little coffee in the Dela Costa Street in Salcedo Village, Makati. The heat of the day is pursuing. It is very pleasant. A light supper and to live music. This will be missing me when I got to go here again. I think that's the most musical city in the world. It is evening out and it is almost impossible to find a place without live music. Today, it plays the Philippines "Godfather of Acoustic Guitar" Romy Jorolan. I've seen him here on many occasions in other places. Normally he is with his band "Acoustic Jive" on the road. In November I saw him for the first time in a Hard Rock Cafe in Makati. Then in December the Park Cafe in the weekly "Acoustic in the Park" every Wednesday evening from 20:30 clock.