The C-Spot: A Photography, Travel and Culture Journal

First of all, I'd like to say that the beach is not really that good for swimming, although puede pa din, i.e. the water is calm but the white sand is too soft and has a consistency of mud (due perhaps to the absence or lack of strong waves). The waters in El Rio Y Mar is better for snorkeling (at the pier head area). The food is not really spectacular but it's not that bad either. I like their bread. It is sooo delicious, and is baked right there in their kitchen. So it's always freshly-baked, literally. The accommodation is very good (air-conditioned rooms, hot and cold water available, showers are working). The tap water is fresh and clean and not your usual sea-side hard water where the soap hardly makes lather. There's a daily fresh supply of instant coffee and relatively new water heater. Drinking water can be had via room service. The large orange-roofed building houses the front desk, guest services, a small clinic with a stay-in doctor, two pool tables, a...

Well, that's supposed to be an airline joke relating to lost/misdirected or delayed luggages. While this is not exactly what happened to me recently, the anger, the depression and over-all stress is nonetheless the same. And the stress level could even be more considering the circumstances, i.e. most cases of lost/misdirected/mishandled luggages occur in long international and complex route plans (several transfers), and when passengers have very short transfer intervals. But my problem with my luggage involves a local under-an-hour flight from one airport to another. How complicated can that be! But that's exactly what happened to one of my luggages (my check-in luggage) in a recent Cebu Pacific flight from Busuanga airport to Manila. I checked-in earlier than most to avoid the usual queue and not to rush with the check-in procedures (I've been warned that checking-in near closing time may give problems with seating arrangements, luggages, etc.). After checking in, I waite...