Told you I took lots of photos.  These are the unglamorous backside of White Beach.

  You leave the beach and then take the scenic path back to the main road to catch a trike.

  The back side of the beach.  Hopefully they are looking for finds and not food.

  There were jeepneys but we walked to the main street to catch a trike.  The man on the left remind me of Marino, our wonderful computer guru at the Roanoke County Public library except Marino’s hair is way shorter.

  I call this blue sea and red truck.  You can see the maps on the wall one building over.

  Randal and this smiling boy were discussing who should give some money to whom. 

Everyone went on empty handed.  Kids are always asking for money, often it seems like a game.  I don’t give them any.  I do pay the kids who offer to carry bags at the public market though I carry my own anyway. 

  Here we are back in Puerto Galera.  Randal stayed in the trike to be driven to the barber for a shave.  You can see how squished in he is. 

  You can see how Randal fills the seat himself.  Picture both of us in it!  Picture us in it going over bumpy roads like the one to Sabang.