I get back into White Beach and buy some kind of acid (don't remember which) for Potential Diving Mate's water-clogged ears. He is happy to receive it and regales to me about how his travel buddy was checking out the trannies-he-didn't-know-were-trannies last night.Oh well! lol. We played pool, the three of us. The first time I've ever played a game of pool with three people.
We have a late lunch. I order squid spaghetti which was overrated. Ordinary spaghetti - just black.
And then we waited for tomorrow.
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Tomorrow came and I was supposed to leave. I ordered a Filipino breakfast and queued to take a larger bangka than the one on the way in.
The waters were still rough from the rains which I find out later were really a typhoon! lol. And so it isn't long after we set off that I am puking my breakfast and begging to be left lying on the boat floor to be as "stable" as possible.3 hours of hell; my head dizzying, the Koreans screaming and the water thrashing and throwing us every which way before we're back on dry, non-moving land. I'm so dizzy however that I opt to lie on the waiting chairs for a few hours. And a few hours later, though I'm only a little improved, I head off to the bus stop. I take the same bus back and I call in sick for work that evening.
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