Today is fight day, Pacquiao vs Mayweather. A massive fight for the world, and the Philippines. Pacquiao is like their hero, even the lonely planet says so. Sport basically begins and ends with him here.
Gabbi, dave, Phil and I decided to spend the day at the beach and watch the fight there, so we got ready and went to find a jeepney (a popular form of transport here made out of old american army trucks, they're everywhere). Every jeepney that went past was full to the brim, nightmare. Eventually we decided to take two tricycles. The tricycles are basically a moped with a side cart attached, we did not feel too safe, but it was fine and rather fun.
Once at the beach we found a bar to watch the fight, everyone was so in to it, it was brilliant. One little Filipino woman screamed 'break his jaw' it was f***ing hilarious. It was a good fight, according to my very limited knowledge of the sport. Unfortunately Mayweather won. I don't really like him, and I was genuinely quite gutted, I got very in to the fight it seems.
Afterwards we had some lunch and made our way to the beach, where everyone promptly fell asleep. I think we all had one too many beers during the fight. I very much enjoyed my sleep. When we woke up, it was time to find another tricycle and head back to the hostel.
For dinner we went to find longchan, a Filipino dish of spit roasted pig, it was gorgeous! So delicious it's unreal, couples with the baked mango in cinnamon syrup, perfection!
Now for an early night, up early to see the chocolate hills and the tarsier monkeys in the morning! Goodnight.