In the middle of my QAF marathon, I take a break and write about my first ever visit to Boracay.
Not so long ago, I promised myself two things: one, that I'll never go unless it's expense-less on my part, and two, I will not fall in love with the place the same way I fell in love with other places like San Francisco or Palawan.
The first I was able to keep.
Arrived on the day when typhoon Reming is devastating Bicol. It's the beginning of the high season, a long weekend because of a holiday, and a typhoon is coming. The holiday was planned, the weather wasn't. Still, Boracay kept its promise and, save for a few hours of drenching rain that prevented us from hitting the scene on the first night, everything went remarkably well, almost perfect.
I could get used to this place.
The beach. The people. The shops. The food. Not to mention uh....never mind...gives new meaning to the phrase "the greatest outdoors (blip) ever!"
Couldn't wait to get back, though I can't promise to keep my first promise this time. But maybe, just maybe, I'll fall out of love next time.
4 comments:
what was the blip??? hehehe i do love the place despite my loser trip last may and i cant wait to go back
you of all people shouldn't ask me about that blip, because deep down, you already know Sunshine!
he he maybe you, me and Foxy could go together...
yup yup yup we have to get together slightly overly busy lang talaga ko now =( soon......btw i found a new ton ton place na mas quiet, mas clean.....in perea..hehehe new pa kasi
mas trip ko sa Leviste sanay nako kay mamang chubby he he he
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