1. They took a flight from LA to a short stop over in Guam.
Nothing special, just a "technical stop" assuming to fill up on gas. They didn't even deplane.
2. The same plane flew from Guam to Manila. We picked them up at 6:45am. They did not realize that they were on the same plane as Manny Pacquio. He is a famous boxer all over the world. They are even calling him a "National Hero" in this country. People here know him even better than the president (of the Philippines).
3. We took a short shuttle to the domestic airport.4. Another short flight using Cebu Pacific (I will be complaining about this airline later in the blog) to my home province Kalibo, Aklan located on the island of Panay.
5. Then we took a 1.5 hour van ride to the end of the island, to Caticlan where there are boat ports to head on over to Boracay.
6. We proceded over to Boracay using a banca.
A banca is a narrow motorized boat with outriggers. Makes capsizing nearly impossible.7. Once on the island we took a short "tricycle" ride to my uncle's beach resort named the White House.
We finally were able to relax. Pamcakes and Grandma Shirley took their first untraveling breath laying down on a big fluffy white bed. We stayed on the island of Boracay for 4 nights and 5 days.
Our main form of transportation were the tricycles. Cars are too big to use all over the island. We tried to condense all of our adventures into this short week, including an hour long nap everyday. Everyone got massages on beach while drinking rum slushies.We ate dinner in a mountain at a restaurant, one night, named Nami. I was worried about Grandma Shirley because it is quite a climb up a bunch of stairs, but she is a trooper. I'm the one who managed to leave with an injury...a splinter.
We also had dinner in a wonderful Indian restaurant
and everyday we had a shake at Jonah's
. The day before we left, we took another banca on the water and went snorkeling.
There we saw sea snakes (the guides assured me that they were not poisonous, which I know for a fact they are the most poisonous creatures in the world) and I saw a sea horse.
Some of our snorkeling spots even had bats flying looking for insects on the beach. 
The last night of our trip, my uncle threw a concert for one of his friends, and we all got drunk (except for Grandma of course). This was the perfect ending to our beach paradise.
So, now on our way to Baguio...the place where everything is completely opposite of our beach paradise.
1. We took a tricycle to the port again.
2. Took a banca back to Caticlan
3. Rented a van to Kalibo.
Now we stopped in Kalibo for a bit to visit my other uncle. Our flight was not scheduled until 8:30pm so we had time to relax...or so we thought.
My uncle decided to call up the airline at the airport (he owns the part of the airport in which our particular airline is renting) because he found it impossible that we had such a late flight. Come to find, he was right and our flight was bumped UP to 4:30pm. The time was now 3:30pm...
So we gathered our things, and got on the next tricycle to the airport to get the heck out of dodge. Once we got at the airport, I threw down a bunch of names and yelled at the airline for not at least getting in contact with us to let us know we were leaving 4 hours in advance..of course I didn't get anywhere.
4. Flight using Cebu Pacific (BOOOOO) to Manila. Then we waiting for about an hour to get a taxi to the bus station.
5. Taxi to bus station.
6. Bus to Baguio...after 7 hours.
We arrived in Baguio at 3 am, and were extremely tired. I got the sniffles from all the changes in climate. Ok, more to come in 5 more days.
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