If I had one complaint about the transportation on the island, it wouldn't be how crazy the traffic and drivers were. It wouldn't be how CROWDED the streets were with trikes and bikes and vans and ATVs and dune buggies. It wouldn't be that you couldn't cross the street without saying a prayer first. It wouldn't really be about how small the vehicles were for taller Americans. My one complaint would be that because the vehicles were small, we most often sat slumped over or facing each other and the center of the van, so we missed a lot of the views along the road. Oh sure, at some point, I turned around and leaned out the window to see where we were going, but that made me slump even more. So, if I sat up straight and sat comfortably, I didn't really know where we were or where we were going until we got there. :) Or until James, our Filipino, panhandler/tour guide, for the day announced it.
When James announced that we'd made it to Mt. Luho, I had no idea what he was talking about. LOL All I saw was a roadside stand/store on the land side of the road and the coconut hulls on the other side.
Can you say WOW? I did. A few times.
There was a small tower that five people at a time could climb for an even higher view. James tried to convince me to go.
Wow, again. Isn't this place beautiful?
Or the snake.
I liked the monkeys though. Aren't they cute?
Oh, sorry, wrong picture.
Ok, aren't they cute?