Cebu City

After taking a bus from Legazbi back to Manila and a flight to Cebu Island I found myself in this chaotic city at midnight looking for a cheap room, which eventually didn't find. This was especially annoying because I couldn't get money from the ATM. Apparently a bank in Legazbi charged my credit card up to the limit. I only had a bout 80 USD left and didn't know what happened. After calling my bank about 10 times in total I still wasn't able to get cash. Then finally they increased my cash advance limit. But the banks were already closed. So the next day I tryed again - but it didn't work. Then i found out that over night my bank cancelled the credit card. So there I was - in ugly Cebu City eating at the bakery for 1.5 USD a day and drinking water out of a 6 liter water bottle. After days of struggling I phoned my dear mother to send me some money with Western Union. And suddenly my wallet changed from 20 USD to a 1000 USD/ Money rules this world. Without money the shit easily hits the fan. Of course the whole experience was awful, but there are some interesting side effects. For instance you get a much better understanding about the situation of the kids asking you for money all the time. You look at tourists with different eyes if you see them eat a 7 USD pizza and getting drunk. You understand why all young Philippine girls are drawn into prostitution. And much more. After one week I was able to leave this ugly city and went to Dumaguete on the Island of Negros.