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Hello, Miko Miko: Miko Miko Beach Resort Review

We finally drove our first car three Saturdays ago. It's a 2021 Toyota Hilux Conquest which my husband had been eyeing for months! We had been going back and forth about getting a car this year since we have a church wedding to prepare for. Although we have enough savings for both, we still have to be wise with our expenses. We were bidding our time, too, because we were also waiting for our car option B. But when the sales manager at Toyota Calbayog informed us that there was a unit coming last May, we saw it as a confirmation and immediately applied for a car loan. 

Hey, everyone, meet our Burdagul! 🚘

A week after we took Burdags home we went on a joyride to break it in. We decided to go north since I haven't been there. We were supposed to check in at Langtaran Grove White Beach at Catarman, Northern Samar but it was packed. So we had to find another one. If ever you're wondering, yes we did not book a hotel prior our travel. We were trying to be spontaneous! 😂

After a few inquiries, we went for Miko Miko Beach Resort in Mondragon, Northern Samar — a 5 minute drive from Langtaran Grove. I called the resort to ask if there was any vacant room and luckily, there was one villa available. After I dropped the call, I looked at my husband and asked how much cash he had. He replied, one thousand. I said I have four. We both let out a sigh of relief. Makakakain kami. HAHA. Miko Miko's villa cost four thousand a night!

When we got to the resort, we were greeted with an entrance that screamed privacy. It was already late in the afternoon so we ran to the beach to watch the sunset while the staff was preparing our villa. The place was nice. There was only a handful of people in the pool, and even fewer in the beach. We liked it almost instantly because we are big fans of less crowded places. Haha. And with the pandemic still around, it was the best option since there were only a few guests.

Miko Miko Resort has only 5 villas, good for 3 persons max. No cheaper rooms but there were cottages in the beach if you opt for day trip. Now while it was nice that it was quite private, we were very disappointed when we saw our accommodation. The villa was pretty big; it had a balcony and a bath tub. But that's about it. The door was damaged, we couldn't lock it. The linens smelled like they've been there before the pandemic started. The sink needed scrubbing. Honestly, the whole villa looked like it need some good ole scrubbing. There was no wifi and the signal reception was bad. But it was enough for us. We did not have a choice. 😖

Come dinner time we went down to the restaurant to check if the food was worth our four thousand a night stay. Sadly, it was just right — something you'd forget when you get home the next day. It was fairly priced though, around 200-500, good for 2 to 3 persons. 

The next day, we went out early for a swim. The sun was already high but the other villas were still asleep. I was tempted to take a dip in the pool since it was empty but I've been craving for the sea for a long time. The beach was breathtaking. The sand was so soft, each foot got buried with each step. And the sea was clean too which was no surprise since there was no one else there, just us in that kilometric beach! 

Before lunch, we checked out and drove back to Catarman to meet my cousin. I am not sure if we'd ever go back to Miko Miko. Maybe if we have another four thousand to spare. Hay, if not for the amazing scenery and privacy, I'd say we got robbed! Miko Miko has the potential of being the best beach resort in the Samar Island but it's such a shame the management seemed to have remained complacent. But I guess they had to cut costs too, being one of the most affected industries in this crisis.  


Here's to more discoveries!

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