Anyways, the driving and traffic in Manila is as crazy as they said it was. Similar to Rome actually. It takes forever to get anywhere! The next day was Sunday so we went to a church called CCF. After that it was time to leave for Boracay. We flew to the Kalibo and then met Tori and took a long bus ride to the edge of the island. The scenery was beautiful and I recognized the plants and animals from some of my great aunt’s old photos, like the random cows. We took a boat to Boracay and from there a trycicle to Angol Road. I don’t remember when, but at some point we were on a trycicle (the little motorbikes with the sidecars) going up this steep hill and the bike kept going slower and slower, so Tori told the boys to jump off the back so we wouldn’t tip over and crash. It was pretty funny. Josh's new shoes fell apart which made it even more funny.
So the trip to Boracay was pretty long, but worth it. Overall I'd say the traveling went pretty well!