The MWPH Project: Six Weeks in Cebu: A Quick Trip to Ozamiz

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I apologize in advance for the very large pictures. It would take unreasonably long to resize each and every one, and even longer to put the codes in. Blogger won’t allow me to format the layout so they will fit.
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A few days after we got back from the reunion, we once again packed up and left somewhere else. This time it was to the island of Mindanau to a place called Ozamiz City. We had to because my Lola inherited land and we had to go check it out. I only tagged along because of the promise of a real shower at the hotel (and because I was hoping it had a gym – it did not). Also, I went so I can give you readers more of an idea of what the Philippine Islands are like in case you wanted to know.
Long story short, we left at 4:30 in the morning for a 6:30 flight, enjoyed a beautiful view on our 1-hour flight, I met an Australian Filipino woman, met with the land’s surveyor and talked with him for what seemed like forever (I was asleep most of the time) and FINALLY made it to the hotel – The Royal Garden. No, there was no royalty, nor was there a garden. I was disappointed twice in a row. In an attempt to add insult to injury, the hotel was out of souvenir shirts as well. This should have been taken as a hint that more bad things were waiting to happen.
I know you would usually scroll to find where the bad things start and skip the rest of the story so I will save you the trouble. We were supposed to stay for the whole week but we (they) finished after just one day. I slept in the hotel the entire day but when everyone came back I was informed that the people overseeing the lot were not even in town and therefore we had no business staying in Ozamiz City for the rest of the week. Naturally I was disappointed since that meant no more showers. We ended up taking a boat overnight back to Cebu.

Pictures:

(Hilariously and subliminally shaped hotel key)

View at the entrance of the hotel.

The interior of the ground floor - and a very blurry uncle.

We took my Lola’s cousin, Tia Rose, with us to Ozamiz because her husband lives there and he was the one who drove us around the whole time. We ended up staying at his house for the day while we waited for our boat to leave. He lived in a neighborhood of beach shacks right on the water’s edge. It was a pretty cool place. We were treated to a pre-meal meal of unripened bananas, gigantic fresh shrimp, crab, and wild duck. Lunch consisted of two differently cooked forms of squid, rice, and some other things I cannot remember. All of the food, save for the unripened bananas, was delicious.

We also went to visit my Lola's inherited property. At least that is what I was told we were doing. I managed to see my first Durian fruit in real life.