To poop or not to poop....

This story starts with a little conversation that we had with a couple of Canadians on Bantayan island over a $2 fifth of rum mixed with $1 bottle of coke (please note: never drink filipino rum. There is a reason it is $2). Okay the conversation goes like this:

Erik to John the Canadian: Hey, do you guys know of a good place where we can get some fresh fruit and vegetables?

John the Canadian, whispering as if about to make a deal under the table: You guys are lookin' for some fiber, aren't ya?

I don't get it. Filippinos are freaks of nature. Literally all they eat is meat (on a stick, in a soup, in noodles) and bread (rice, baked goodies). They hardly ever eat fruits and veggies. We came all prepared with our tums and cipro prepared for diarrhea galore, and now we're stuck with cement bricks in our guts.

I guess this is a pretty serious issue for some people. John the Canadian advised that we tote cans of fruit in our packs for those shitty (or shit-less) moments. He and his girlfriend, Angela even resorted to buying a can of beans and attempting to heat it with the hot water from their shower. They ended up with a nasty luke-warm watery bean mess. They tried to choke it down but didn't get very far. Hey, desparate times call for desparate measures.

Finally, after praying for 3 DAYS to the poop god, our prayers have been answered. Fiber pills! YES we finally found some. Now that we are finally staying in a big city, they have actual pharmacies with all kinds of supplements. As you can see, we are verrrry happy: