So I’m now on the way out of town and back to Puerto Galera.  The road is 6 kilometers.  5 kilometers is  3 miles.  From Sabang to the La Laguna to get my thread necklace is about a mile, and then a mile back. 

An interesting display along the road just after I left Sabang. 

Abandon all seriousness you who enter here!

  I have to admit I take lots of laundry photos too.

  It looks the middle of nowhere, but there was enough road traffic that I never felt isolated or scared to be walking along the road.  You could see the sea through the trees on the photo’s right.

A jeepney from Puerto Galera to Sabang.  Crammed to overflowing.

  On going forever, apparently.

  I had to time it to make sure I was out of the way of the traffic and not having to jump into the muck to get out of the way!

Randal arranged to get a ride back from Sabang to PG and thought it was in a trike.  But the man led him to a motorcycle.  Randal told him that he’d better not get them stuck in the mud!  This is not Randal, but it is what he must have looked like, only bigger!

There were very small “towns” and resorts along the road.  This one is about 1/2 mile from PG.

Just about back in Puerto Galera. 

With stopping to take photos, the walk took about an hour. 

  The End

I really did take lots of photos!

  I am sitting at the small restaurant just out of the photo.  The men you see walking in the distance in the black and white shirts are off to attend the Classic Club!  There are club shirts members must wear, but there are a variety of styles and either black or white.  This is the swimming beach on the other side of the point. 

  My little table.  I had an onion, tomato, cheese omelet and toast with mango jam!  I had brought a book, but never opened it.  I was actually filling in time while the thread lady wove my necklace.  I can’t believe I have no photo of her!

  Following these guys was a family of 4.  These guys were hired to carry their stuff from the banca that had delivered them probably from Puerto Galera or from the ferry from Batangas.  The only road into town is back at the end of Sabang.  Nick has to park his car there and walk half the beach to his condo at Portofino. 

I made the mistake of telling the fruit seller in white, “maybe later,” when she had asked me to buy some fruit.  Well this was later and she said, it was later, and that I had said I would buy fruit later.  So….I bought bananas.  She said, “what about buying some fruit from my friend?”  I said, ” I didn’t even want the bananas!”  But I did use them to make really good banana, mango, walnut bread that Chris from Romblon especially loved. 

  Leaving Sabang.  A resort built to look like a castle.

Hi Everyone,

  After I left the boys I scrounged around a bit looking for sea glass. Then I walked on further down the beach planning to look into the little shops along the way.  There are a few and lots of bars and restaurants.

  A matchbook with Jose Rizal’s photo.  I found it on the beach

  A woman going off to sell her fruit.

Local bar.  This is the narrow street that parallels the beach front.

There are lots of characters here one could imagine as pirates; all of them westerners, most Europeans one could imagine as part of Jack Sparrow’s motley crew.

  I heard someone calling my name and looked up.  Randal was hanging out waiting for his “Classic Club” buddies to show up.  This was one pre-lunch hangout place.  I finished Randal’s diet coke and then went off alone so no one would see us together and make Randal pay for a round of drinks.  Wives were “so not allowed” at this event.   The club has been meeting for over 10 years, every Thursday, and I had no desire to challenge history.

  Another colorful bar along the beach.  One gets thirsty at the beach!

  This place is empty here, but by noon it would be full of “Classic Club? members.

  And here it is again starting to fill up.  Randal is wearing his green backpack.  Nick is there as well as JR who lives on the boat 2 down from us in Subic (talking to Randal.)  JR and Heidi were visiting Nick for the holidays.  Chris is another new friend we made.  He is in the green hat. Chris and Marlene live in Romblon but were in PG on their sailboat for the holidays.  Randal enjoys talking boats and cruising with this group. 

Guess there will have to be a part 3

Hi Everyone,

  On the Thursday in Puerto Galera, when Randal went to the Classic Club (men only) lunch in Sabang, I spent the day enjoying Sabang and my 3 mile walk back to Puerto Galera.  I collected sea glass, took lots of photos, had my thread necklace made, and ate lunch.  Then, because the road was quite scenic, I walked back to Puerto Galera.  All Randal got to do was eat a special gourmet lunch, chat all day with his new friends, and take a motorcycle ride back to Puerto Galera.  Truly, we both spent the day exactly as we wanted.

   Randal and I had taken a tricycle cab to Sabang because we had just missed the 10:30 jeepney from PG to Sabang and the next one wouldn’t leave for at least 20 minutes or until it was crammed full.  The trike ride was fine except where the road was under construction and muddy and bumpy and there is almost no headroom in these trikes.  But our driver did fine and we arrived in Sabang with no head wounds and still clean.  Randal and I parted ways and he went along the beach looking for the pre-lunch hang out place and I went to the far end of Sabang to see what there was to see.  I found stairs up the mountain to the neighborhoods built there, took some photos and then went to get close up pictures of the 3 little boys I had spied exploring the tide pools.

The beach curves all around, and just past the white building ( condos) at the top right corner is a stairway and a path that lets you get to the other side of the point.  On that path was the thread lady.  Along the beach names change from Sabang to Small La Laguna and Big La Laguna but it looks like one long beach.  To walk back to Puerto Galera I had to come back to this side of Sabang to take the road.  By banca you would go around the point.  You can see the three little boys in the center of the photo. 

The beach front.  Not much swimming here except for the small local kids.  On the other end of the path past the white building was a swimming beach.  Lots of tall cell towers.

  A typical beachfront image.  I loved all the bright colors.

  Small resorts line the beach front.

  Another stairway

Looking down on the homes of Sabang

  the little boys!  They lifter any rock that looked promising!  The water was quite clear.

Today, January 7th the kids returned to school after their summer holiday.  November and December are the months with the best weather so local schools are closed.  But the International School here has a school year that matches American School schedules.

I have lots more of them, they were so “being little kids.”

  These kids were too old for exploring tide pools and were pitching pesos.

We haven’t gotten very far down the beach yet  Part 2 will get us further.