believe me good will come

[26&27/1/06] Our main reason for visiting Bohol was to see the Chocolate Hills. These are around 1,200 individual mounds in the middle of the island. They’re about 50 metres high, and in the dry season they turn chocolate-brown (hence the name). They are thought to have been formed when the clay around them eroded, leaving the tougher marine limestone mounds (either that or a giant called Arogo fell in love with a mortal girl called Aloya. Aloya died in the giant’s palm, and his tears turned into the hills). 

We took a motorcycle tour through some of the local villages, clambered up one of the hills, and then came back to the main resort to watch the sunset.