We had been in Bacolod maybe an hour and everything was new, different and the sun was setting, it quickly getting dark. I was a wondering what we had gotten ourselves into. No familiar stores or restaurants to give us a little comfort and after the attack at the "then" Bacolod airport of porters, taxi drivers, and strangers stares I was starting to get a little freaked out. I was happy to be on the way to the hotel with the promise of dinner and I sat anxiously in the back of the van tightly holding onto my children. It was then Ryan saw one of the most shocking things up to that point in our lives. There driving in front of us was a motorcycle with a welded on side cart carrying a huge pig and what looked like a donkey. At that time we had no idea that 1 1/2 years later that would be nothing! Since that time we've seen pigs the size of cows, chickens, huge bamboo, furniture, 12 people at once, people driving while holding tightly to their open umbrella, and goats (just wait for the jeepney post to hear all the tasty sights when there is more space!). There is nothing that these people can't carry on a motorcycle!
We've been able to collect some pictures of a few of our favorite motorcycle passengers so far:
You can never have enough chicken!!!
Pork + Rice = Dinner
This is how we got around while Kait was here... always good for some stares!
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