Something we saw written on the wall of the Nuts Huts restaurant in Bohol.
Thought about this a lot while on a rickety old bus driving towards the Banaue rice terraces - rocky roads (not the ice cream) and that's if there was road. A lot of the time it was just rocks and if it rained, mud...while the bus would be teetering on the edges of the mountain. We did this for about 12 hours altogether...not quite like riding on the N38!
It was worth it though - spent most of the time with a slightly higher heart beat worried for my life but the scenery was spectacular! Amazing mountain views and watching people going about their business, working, playing, singing on the karaoke even...it was really pretty cool. And something we missed out on with the bus journeys around NZ - only saw sheep, no people!
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