We had an early flight to Busanga (Coron) in the morning so missed out on breakfast. Kirsty wasn't bothered especially as she had a bag of cheesy puffs at the airport-she loves them. In fact, the cheesy puffs were so good that we nearly missed out flight and had to sneak on to the back of the plane-very embarrassing!

Our flight was short and we had some stunning views over the isolated islands. James didn't have a window seat so on the way back he made sure he did and banned Kirsty and I from talking as we weren't enjoying the view as much as we should have! In protest we both had a snooze. I did manage to win a tiny notebook from the inflight competition. I didn't even know what was going on, couldn't understand a word. Kirsty was paying attention and told me to stand up and smile so I did as I was told and won.

Coron airport is the 3rd smallest airport we have been to after Everest and Bolivian jungle. The luggage collection was so funny, just one tiny man passing you your bag across a wooden plinth.

We had a transfer organised to Kaba-Kaba (K-K) but because we were last getting our bags we had the worst seats but managed to enjoy the scenery as the rain came to an end.

K-K consists of two basic bungalows and a handful of guest rooms. The owners Kevin (English man who is funny, forgetful and loves the F word) and Grace (friendly Filipino with 'perfect' boobs) kept us entertained during our stay and helped us with organising our itinerary, which was jam packed. The other inhabitants consisted of Dalia (Grace's Aunty who cooked our breakfast), Bobbit (the straight faced helper), Blue (the stinky dog) and Cluoid (the boss eyed cat!).

After we had settled in and eaten some the treats Kelly had sent we took Kevin's giant, yellow trike into town. We had a snack that was good and mainly tasted of garlic-yum. We explored most of the town and Kirsty noticed a flight of stairs leading to a mountain summit. None of us contemplated that it was actually steep and there were a lot of steps. We nearly didn't even bother with water, lucky we did as we had almost finished the bottle when we were half way up. The locals had never seen so much sweat! The view from the top was 'stupendous' (Kirsty - what's the difference game reference). We could see the whole of Coron town, shacks and all, and most importantly the islands littering the sea in the distance. We spent a good 40mins or so admiring the view, especially after the noisy Filipino's had left, and decided we would have a proper meal. Our choice was 'No Name Bar' and it was a good decision. The food was nice and even though the music was blasting out you could still hear Kirsty and I!