An S-Bahn, a plane, another plane, third plane... oh no, broken. Fourth plane, tricycle, ferry, tricycle.........THERE!!! Siquijor Part 1

It took a while... an S-Bahn, a plane, another plane, third plane... oh no, broken. Fourth Plane, Trycicle, Ferry, Tricycle.........THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
God, it took forever.

The onward flight from Manila to Dumaguete/Negros ended up being delayed by almost three hours after we waited an hour in the bus on the tarmac in front of the plane. Technical defect, plane is exchanged, but canceled rather than crashed.

In Dumaguete at the port, typical ticket disaster, confusing crowding, but it works every time. Of course you have to walk the entire block past three control and payment stations to get the ferry.

The ferry was really not for weak stomachs like mine (Uli), but we landed on Siquijor in great weather.
Our guesthouse is very chilled out by the sea.
The sun is shining. The house reef is fantastic. The food was really great.
And then I (Uli) am sick. I'm mucus-filled, battling stuffy sinuses and sleepless nights.
From the dream of diving. For now. Sascha completed two dives. The first one was great, the second one was tiring too, he's also starting to get tired.
So alternative program.
Riding a moped to waterfalls, relaxing on the beach. Everything was a bit planned around the weather, a bit rainy.
Siquijor is actually well visited but still a very quiet island. Very green, lots of forest.
High humidity simply causes helmets to get wet. Never had that before either.
Oh well, the first victims to mourn. Our camera probably couldn't cope with this climate and simply doesn't take any photos anymore. So from now on everything will be done with the new camera that we actually bought for underwater photography.