The journey home
Well, unsurprisingly we still wake up early and are down to breakfast at the usual time despite their pressing need to do absolutely nothing!!
After the usual breakfast we spring our wetsuits from the changing rooms and hang them out in the hope that we are not visited by any passing monsoons (like we did get yesterday).
Our jackets are already out and have so far enjoyed a rain free overnight experience. If it does look like it’s going to rain then a hasty dash to the dive center will be required!
We return to our room carrying some of the dive kit ready for a day of further drying before packing.
Our flight is not until 23.50 so we don’t leave the resort until about 5.00pm, plenty of time for drying, swimming, packing, a light lunch and more pool time.
Next up, packing the camera gear which, given than it’s all for to be unpacked and cleaned when we get home, is not quite the complex task or was on the way out. That being said, we have the added twist of sneaking a bottle of Don Pappa Masskarra rum into the camera case, resulting in certain items being downgraded to other baggage!
Before long it’s all packed away with a few tee shirts thrown in for good measure then it’s off to the pool for a quick dip and we are now taking coffee on the balcony!
So we had our coffee on the balcony and very lovely it was too, now time to relax in the sun…
Now then, some time at about 3.00am, the internet connection failed here. Not usually a problem as we try to escape it most of the time when we are on holiday but right now it’s definitely one of those ‘you don’t know how much you’ll miss it until it’s gone’ kind of things! Perhaps the whole world has gone quiet and we just don’t know it!!! Time will tell.
We took an early lunch of B.L.T. And Fried Lunpia and headed back to the room with our dried jackets and wet suits. We got to the room and quickly identified that I had left the boots behind. Jo swiftly suggested that she would go and get them, for which she will get a special medal!
Bags get mostly packed and we decide to head back to the pool for a final dip (the pool is right outside our room!).
We stay in and around the pool for a good hour or so, spending time soaking up the sun which was lovely.
I did just check the UK weather forecast, it seems it might not be quite so hot at home, very sorry to hear that….
We head down to the office to settle our bill and then to an early dinner, another B.L.T and for me, spag-bol, yum.
We see our gear get loaded into a boat so it’s time to say our goodbyes and head off around the corner where the van waits to whisk us away.
Our driver (Richard) wastes no time weaving his way along the route up to Batangas which is a little busier as it’s the holiday season. From Batangas up to Manilla was a far more brisk affair and the total journey time was about 3hrs from the beach to the airport.
Check-in was reasonably quick, all the staff are quite jolly and become even more interested in you when you greet them in Tagalilog!
Passport control and security were flowing quite smoothly and before long we find ourselves in the departure area and boarding is now in just over an hour so we are sitting, snacking and writing this!
Boarded, flew, slept a little, watched more movies, don’t ask me what and before long (or so it seemed!) descended into Doha.

Now relaxing with coffee and biscuits, boarding in about 3 hours. The airport here is amazing, as are the prices, two coffees for under £12, bargain! We gave Gordon Ramsey’s burger and pizza outlets a suitably wide berth!
The second leg was uneventful though there was someone sitting on Jo’s seat when we boarded, soon sorted that, the interloper then sat surrounded by her three bags, apparently not capable of putting them in the overhead!!!
Anyhow, we watched some films, ate some food and drank drinks. Lovely and blue at altitude…


Baggage arrived swiftly and our driver was there to us so now we are lurching our way around the M25 in the rain, yuk!





















