Vigan City, Philippines
Amelia and I caught the first bus that came by to Vigan, from the main road running through San Juan. It was a rickety old bus with no luxuries whatsoever, and the driver was completely covered in oil too! We were unsure if we would actually make the hundred odd kilometres to Vigan. It turned out we didn't... not because it broke down, but because for some reason or another we were told to get off and transfer to a minibus. It was an odd situation, the bus as...