Back From Boracay

This is not really a baby related post but I got back from Boracay late last night and thought I would post about it. The island is my new favorite place. Hands down the nicest beaches, reefs and people I have met in the 13 countries I have wandered through.
Unfortunately, I got sick my second to last day there and spent my final days throwing up in my hotel room and didn't get to do half the things I wanted to. I have the worst stomach!

Our first evening there, we were sitting on the roof top bar of a hotel as the sun was setting and I started seeing dozens of huge eagles flying across the sky. Then, the bartender pointed at them and said, "Batman." Then I realized they were not eagles but the giant fruit bats. They were unbelievably big. Like flying dogs. Or the monkeys in the Wizard of Oz. (Which terrify my mother.) My camera couldn't get any decent photos of them though as it was too dark.

We rented a sail boat for the day and went snorkeling off of some of the reefs and caves by Boracay. I have never seen so many colorful fish in my life. We were literally being swarmed in them. Every fish you have ever seen in an aquarium and many you haven't were schooling inside and out of the reefs and lava formed caves. I could have spent days just diving down and watching all the life. At one point, I asked Peter if he had seen the Moonfish. He hadn't, so I told him to look down and I would draw it out. So he excitedly stared on wide-eyed in anticipation. Once I got to the bottom I whipped out my ass and gave him a lovely bird's eye view of the majestic Moonfish. He began choking and thrashing about. Now anytime I bring up the Moonfish he complains that he can't get that sight out of his mind.

As Peter is a DJ, we spent a lot of time playing at the beach bars and made a ton of new friends. The Filipino people are incredibly warm, outgoing and charming. We spent just about every night listening to good music and dancing in the sand under the stars.

Coming home was hell however. I was still really sick and because they had just opened the new airport in Manila the day before, half of it was not working. Our plane was delayed 4 hours and there still was no restaurants or shops in the place. So we spent a total of seven hours in the place with only a hot dog and coffee stand for nourishment. Both of which are not what you want to be consuming when you are deathly ill. I got so sick on the plane that the stewardesses gave me medicine to bring down the fever. I am amazed I made it through quarantine. I was so hungry, sick and tired when we finally got back to Kaoshiung, that I just paid a cab $60 to drive me to Tainan. Anyways, it was great to come home to Jenny, the baby belly and the two cats. She still is not very big. We are going for another check up tomorrow and should find out if it is a boy or a girl. So tune in shortly for an update.

Or maybe I won't tell you. Then it will be a surprise.