Sunday, March 04, 2007
Every bumboat seemed to have a crew of three or four young Filipino men, who leaped back and forth barefoot across everything. Two in the stern pushed the boat off the beach, and they also handed the passengers up, because we weren't quite as lithe as they were. The bumboats had motors, not sails, for propulsion, so during our journey these guys got to relax and hang out. I can think of worse jobs to hold.
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