Final iPhone photos of the last days of my trip. We took the local transportation from El Nido to Port Barton (a van from World War II), a ride that I will never forget, the driver speeding up on what you could barely call roads, every now and then giving way to goats and buffalos. Driving to chocolate hills, which felt like stepping into a level of a childhood computer game. Driving then all the way to Anda, through tens of Filipino villages and getting a good sense of the local life. Our simple room with an ancient, not working TV. Lazy days spent at NutsHuts, the absolute highlight of days spent in Bohol. Kayaking to a huge waterfall and a natural spring. Our lovely hut, which was a perfect contrast to my next and final destination, flying back home to Hong Kong. Though Bohol did not get a permanent place in my heart, it is safe to say it was one of the richest experiences of my life in terms of witnessing local life, an experience that I would not give away.