Probably another reason why I had this hesitation of this long road trip because i feel it's not compatible with Mark's "controlling" and OC personality. There's just too many variables that cannot be under his control. And, it could mean handling the crap when things won't work on his will on top of the 3 kids who also has each own will.
Anyhow, i had the chance to run on a sugarcane farm early in the morning. Nature's Village Resort was like in between a farm, and growing concrete jungle. So I felt lucky that I witnessed the farm scene before it became so urbanized.
(This was probably a mansion of some haciendero I passed by beside the farm.)
Nature's Village Resort was a sweetheart based on my standards. It has that boutique hotel feel, or maybe it's really one.
On the other side of the resort is what seemed to look like an empty business park. I saw a few runners doing their morning routine.
Manokan country is like "larsian" in Cebu or kind of a "hawker" with stalls after stalls of restos serving grilled chicken.
Finally, we got on board but it was without a hitch. The "ticket master" questioned our receipt which came from Cebu. It was fine to be questioned but he was kind of rude. So there, I had to handle that crap again by looking innocent-bordeing-to-dumb to the rude guy.
Mean-ness can always be fought with looking-dumb. It gave that insecure person the (false) feeling of being powerful, and once he felt that you are in his mercy, he would be nicer. Owkei, that was a joke but it always works for me though.
Anyhow, no more Montenegro shipping for me. It was the first time That i encountered a shipping line with staff who is rude.
Nevertheless, by 60km, I was ready to throw in the towel and call it a day in Passi City. But after a meal in a local resto Parajan Chicken, in Gaisano capital which played really loud music like there was "discoral," Mark probably got sugar rushed from the chicken that he decided to get going.