Conquering Fears in Coron
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Early Monday morning Tom and I woke up and attempted to get some shakes before our ferry ride to Coron. People are slow movers in El Nido and no one ever has change for 1,000 pesos, which is what the ATM dispenses, so in don’t understand why it is such a struggle. The shake place had no change and the employees moved as slow as molasses. We gave up and went to the ferry terminal. While walking over, we were expecting to find a boat similar to the boat we took from Bagan to Mandalay. It was spacious with seats covered from the sun and seats in the sun. After arriving at the terminal, we were eventually led to a boat that was said to only hold 70 people, though I reckon there were more than 70 people. We sat in plastic lawn chairs in the middle of the hull with chairs in front and behind us and people sitting along the edge on a bench. We were packed like sardines. And then, before leaving, were told to put on our life jackets. It was hot, uncomfortable, and made me concerned as to how we would survive 6-7 hours of this. Luckily once out of the port and in open water, people were allowed to move around and take of our life jackets.
The 6-7 hour ride ended up being 8.5 hours. Continue reading “Conquering Fears in Coron”