Hm, here are some pictures by the way.
Mindanao Sea at Sunset
House at Basay
We stayed at Grimar and his wife's house. His wife is a teacher at the Basay center. I don't remember her name though.
Driving Back from Basay
This is taken from a truck, driving back from Basay. Emil was driving incredibly fast, and since there isn't any traffic control it was exciting to say the least. Not as much as on the way back, in Manila, but I don't have any pictures of that.
The house we stayed in
This place (and the one in the next picture) is up for sale for 1 million peso (about $18,000). It extends back to the sea, though I never saw that far back.
The house behind the one we stayed in
The Boulevard in Dumaguete
These are the Dumaguete lights, and the area is just called "the Boulevard." Young couples go here.
Forest Camp 1
Forest Camp is a resort-type area. We stopped there one day. It's 20 peso per person per day. Very pretty. I had halo-halo, which in this case is where they take a young coconut and cut it open and put mango ice cream in the middle. Normally it'd also contain ubi, which is a purple sweet potato, corn flakes, and other things, but Riodell and Marietta advised that since as Americans we wouldn't be immune to the water there we should avoid anything with ice in it and that normally has ice. Coconut meat on a young coconut tastes like tapioca.
Forest Camp 2
This is the part of Forest Camp where one can order food. Folks were there from an International School in Seoul that day, as part of a Habitat project.
This is the market at Maladpapai. It's only on Wednesdays, and people from the mountains and also across the sea (the next picture shows said sea) come to trade goods there. Haggling is expected.
Apo Island is a protected marine environment (no fishing around it). Lots of rare fish and such.
Petty Cabs are the Filipino equivalent of the taxi. They're about 5 peso for the motorcycle variety or 3 peso for the bicycle variety, which you see in more rural areas. There might be taxis in Manila, I don't know, since we were on Negros Oriental the whole time.
On another note, it's very strange to be blond and white in a country where everyone has black hair. After I got used to being there, even looking in the mirror was a strange experience. Needless to say that never happened to me in the US. Getting back to Cleveland and noticing how tall and wide people were was also a shock. Anyhow that's enough for now.