So after the trip to the waterfalls, we made a motorized tour of the island. We stopped at the home of our drivers where we were served fresh coconut. So fresh was this coconut that a long, bamboo spire with a knife on the end was employed to relieve the tree of said fruit before our very eyes.
Machetes were wielded to facilitate the disembowelment of the coconut, and they were laid on the table before us.
Early next morning, we took a small fishing boat out for a cruise. We snorkeled, saw giant clams over 1.3 meters in length, and each got a nice bit of sunburn to show for it.
On the way back to our resort the heavens showed their hospitality by opening the windows, as it were, and drenching us.(hence my sisters' malongs).
Following our days in paradise, I introduced my sisters to the peach-mango pie at Jollibee....
Roadside fruit stands......
And the open market which was described as being simultaneously "The most fascinating and disgusting thing I have ever seen".
I have spared the pictures of freshly butchered meat, the smell of dried fish, and the sounds of pigs being led to slaughter.
I introduced them to my Indian friend, Tareen.
These identical twins showed up at the primary health care outreach we did.
While I listened to hearts and lungs and checked rashes and fevers, my sisters made their own set of friends.
They made their way into a lot of little hearts.
And left with a large number of admirers.
We tasted the goodness of Davao's best Frappe,
And learned the joys of public transportation. To top it all off, we went to the nearby mall for the fountain show. These fountains are choreographed to music, as are the colorful lights that accompany their dance. What a finale to a whirlwind, wonderful visit from two of the most precious friends a girl could ever have.
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