This is, by far, Kai’s biggest adventure because he gets to cross an island by boat. That was before we had another trip a month after this one I’m about to write. There will be a series of throwback posts since I recently realized the need to blog about Kai’s adventures.
At the time of our trip last April, Kai was 17 months old – going on 18. He got to ride a boat to Malapascua Island in Cebu, Philippines. This island is part of the Visayas region, technically part of the town of Daanbantayan in Cebu.
We (Ivan, Kai and I) brought along my mom to our trip, since it was also going to be her birthday over the weekend. We wanted that trip to give ourselves a break from working too hard on a website. For several months we’ve been swamped with work, and it’s like the first time in forever to be away from the city and off our PCs. I’m so happy we finally got the chance to get away as a family. It was my first time, though, as well as mom and Kai’s, to be in the area. Ivan had been here before so he’s more familiar with the place.
So, on to our trip. We woke up at around 4 a.m. and we had just come from my bff’s wedding the night before. My feet were sore because I wore spanking new high-heeled shoes then. Managed to get only 3-4 hours of sleep.I have to say, it’s the perfect place for a laid-back getaway from home, especially with a toddler tagging along. I’m so happy we finally got the chance to get away as a family. It was a breath of fresh air.
Kai, we had to scoop him up and in the car he was just sleeping. He was half awake at some point, but mostly he was drowsy. It was not his wakey time – it’s usually between 9 and 10 a.m.
We stopped for breakfast at a place only called Manok Bisaya (Native Chicken), a small food shop in the town of Sogod that serves native chicken dishes as their specialty. Kai, he never got the chance to eat. He was sleeping the whole time and it was bad because chicken soup is
‘sposed to be his favorite.
It was a 3 to 3.5-hour long drive from point A to point B. But he woke up on the third hour asking for food. He ate the boiled egg I had cooked early in the morning as our snack. We got to the port at Daanbantayan, and I have to say, it was a dangerous way of getting on to the boat, especially with a toddler on one arm.
Ivan carried Kai so it was okay, but still, there were no appropriate stairs to help you get on the boat; you only need to slowly make your way through a pile of rocks. And then the 30-or-so minute boat ride begins with the little booger.
–to be continued HERE—