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Private Taxi from MNL to AC
[QUOTE=TjBrazil;2850904]If 3500 is the going rate, and I decide to take a taxi, wouldn't I be better off watching all the taxis go by for the biggest most comfortable one. Some of these taxis are death traps in third world countries. If I reserve a taxi or tell the hotel to Angeles to pick me up, god only knows what will show up.[/QUOTE]Sailor Jack has used private taxi's from Kokomo's, Margarita Station, Beeway Travel, and the same set up by the hotel that SJ booked. Every vehicle has been clean, roomy, and comfortable. You will be the lone passenger. Ask for some cold SMB for your trip, for a low extra charge.
Most of the time they send a small van. Last time it was a Toyota Innova. Clean, roomy, good AirCon. I guess you could also ask what vehicle they will send, and maybe specify the vehicle.
Flying into Clark is definitely a better option than flying into MNL. Sailor Jack always tries to book a Clark arrival flight hoping to avoid MNL altogether. However, from Sailor Jack's part of PussyHell the connections are always really bad. Definitely try to book a Clark arrival instead of an MNL arrival if you can.
Images; NC, recently jettisoned from SJ crew for a no show.
Sailor Jack for President
[QUOTE=SailorJack;2851121]Sailor Jack always tries to book a Clark arrival flight hoping to avoid MNL altogether. However, from Sailor Jack's part of PussyHell the connections are always really bad. Definitely try to book a Clark arrival instead of an MNL arrival if you can.[/QUOTE]I was about to reply that there are only a few CRK international arrivals from SIN and HKG and that TJB would be better off trying to transit thru, rather than arrive in, CRK. However, a quick Google identifies many more CRK international arrivals that I was aware of and that flights from my own Pussy Hell are both $'00's cheaper and many hours shorter than MNL.
Fuck MNL, I say!!
Sailor Jack, you sir are a legend!!
Enjoy. G.
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Speaking of Great Authors
For your consideration. Here is the opening from the Cohen Brother's classic movie 'The Big Lebowski' ;.
"Way out west there was this fella I want to tell ya about. Goes by the name of Jeff Lebowski. At least that was the handle his loving parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. See, this Lebowski, he called himself "The Dude". Now, "Dude" - there's a name no man would self-apply where I come from. But then there was a lot about the Dude that didn't make a whole lot of sense. And a lot about where he lived, likewise. But then again, maybe that's why I found the place so darned interestin'. See, they call LOS Angeles the "City Of Angels"; but I didn't find it to be that, exactly. But I'll allow it as there are some nice folks there. 'Course I ain't never been to London, and I ain't never seen France. And I ain't never seen no queen in her damned undies, so the feller says. But I'll tell you what. After seeing LOS Angeles, and this here story I'm about to unfold, well, I guess I seen somethin' every bit as stupefyin' as you'd seen in any of them other places. And in English, too. So I can die with a smile on my face, without feelin' like the good Lord gypped me. Now this here story I'm about to unfold took place in the early '90's. Just about the time of our conflict with Sad'm and the I-raqis. I only mention it because sometimes there's a man. I won't say a hero, 'cause, what's a hero? Sometimes, there's a man. And I'm talkin' about the Dude here. The Dude from LOS Angeles. Sometimes, there's a man, well, he's the man for his time and place. He fits right in there. And that's the Dude. The Dude, from LOS Angeles. ".