4.24.2006

Laluz 03






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Punta Fuego 03


The Man.

The Infinity Pool.

The Idiots.

The school.

The sea slug.

The ladies.

The boys, err, men.

The beauty and the beast.

The group pic.

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4.20.2006

Puerto Galera 2003


Life's a flower shirt.

Life's a beach.

Life's a bitch.

Life's a pose.

Life's a tattoo.

Life's a groupie.

Life's a snorkel.

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Gabaldon River Trekking 2003


Start of the River Trek. Wallpaper quality. Time to get wet and wild.


Getting a bit tough. And tougher...


Now this is really fun. Hurry up peeps. We don't have all day.


Finally! Time to relax and enjoy the green. Last one in is a rotten egg. Hmm, so cliche.

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4.17.2006

Sagada 2003

‘Diak maawatan’ actually means ‘I don’t know’ or 'I don't understand' in the Igorot or Ilokano language.

Nakakapagod ang trip, pero siyempre worth it. Kahit hindi worth it e pilitin mo na rin sa sarili na worth it, after all the trouble of going there.

This is an article I am writing regarding our trip.


Going to Baguio I anticipated that I will make it in just 4 - 5 hours, kaso traffic e...seems that everyone wanted to go to Baguio. Gusto ata mag Sm Baguio. So it took us around 8 hours going to Baguio. We left Manila around 4:45am na, so nakaabot kami ng Baguio ng mga 11am plus na. Then, we had a quick lunch sa Chowking. Mga kasama ko bumili pa ng Hotstuff sa bangketa. Para raw may pampainit sa Sagada. Hahaha!

Medyo I was hesitant na nga to push through to Sagada, but then where's the adventure if we just stay in Baguio. We left Baguio around 1:30pm and snaked our way thru the Halsema hiway. Grabe yung lubak. Puro bato saka buhangin. Super dusty, kaya if you plan to take the bus there, I advice you bring a face mask or even cover your whole face, kundi siguradong espasol ang labas mo. Hehe. There were instances that the road was really not leveled so it caused our revo to tilt to one side....side pa ng bangin! I just had to look straight na lang to keep my knees from shaking. There are some portions of the road that have been cemented but you cannot use it so you can expect a lot of one way roads that can fit only one vehicle at a time. You have to turn back if naka meet ka ng kasalubong. Bigayan lang.

I am almost certain that my back was going to break due to driving for 6 grueling hours and yet still not arriving at our destination. Siyempre we did go down on some occasions to pee or to stretch our legs. There were times when the clouds were on the same level with us and the mountain wind was blowing and sending chills up our spines. It was 6pm plus na and we are still on the road, in the middle of nowhere. So we decided to check into a roadside hotel in Buguias, Benguet. It was the evening of December 24. No one has actually checked into that hotel and the restaurants were all closed. Cold, weary and famished, we felt like Mary and Joseph who were trying to get a place to stay for the night. Good thing the hotel management was going to have a Christmas party that evening and they kindly invited us to join them. Halellujah! Free food!

That evening, relatives and friends came to make merry. They prepared pinikpikang manok, Bbq, spaghetti, broccoli w/ cauliflower, and fruit salad, etc. The men gathered around a bonfire while taking shots of Fundador. After I had heartily filled my tummy, I went over and joined the men in their late night chitchat. Naturally, they offered me a drink which I respectfully declined, but after some time out in the piercing cold, I started to shiver and gave in to a fiery shot of fundador. The effects of alcohol and my fatigued body made me drowsy so I told the party people that I would be hitting the haystack. I felt a bit embarrased to bail out on them since they treated us with much hospitality. Parang ‘eat and run’ ang dating or should I say ‘eat and sleep’.


The next morning, after a night of rejuvenating rest, we left the hotel and continued on our road trip with renewed vigor. Grabe, it took us another 3 hours to finally arrive in Sagada! So we travelled a total of 9 hours from Baguio to Sagada. If we had insisted on going forward last night, we might have driven ourselves off a cliff. Buti na lang. Sabagay, mabagal kasi drive namin due to the unfamiliarity of the road. Going back to Baguio, hinataw ko na, kaya it only took us 6 hours which is the normal span of travel time between Baguio and Sagada. If we only brought a 4x4, we could have arrived in less than 6 hours.


Finally! We are here in the very place that we were just admiring sa internet before. Now it's for real. I am standing behind the counter of the town center registering our names. Tourist fee is a measly P10 per person. Guides to different destinations in Sagada abound in the premises. Our first concern is to check into a hotel and have our lunch. Through the advice of a friend who's been here before, we checked into the Sagada Igorot Inn just a few houses farther down from the town center. Surprisingly, the hotel was also almost vacant. The lady charged us P1000 per night since its peak season daw. Wala nga tumitira sa hotel niya e. Ewan. Our room had 2 single beds and one double bed. Good for the 4 of us. The toilet
and bath was outside and communal with no hot water! Only the deluxe rooms have private cr's that have hot water but it cost much more expensive. That night, only I was brave enough to take a freezing shower since I am accustomed to taking a shower before going to bed. After that chilling experience, I think my skin thickened and I felt more resistant to the cold. Grabe. The next day my friends begged the lady to allow us to use the heated shower in the next room. Good thing she had pity on our poor skinny bodies.

We had our first meal sa Yoghurt House, which is a few houses farther down from our hotel. Ok yung food dito but you have to wait really long for your order to come out especially pag maraming tao kumakain. Isa lang yung cook e. Isa lang din ata yung kawali. Hehe. Meals in Sagada cost around P60 - P80. Feeling ko nakakagana kumain sa Sagada. Must be the fresh environment or something. Lamon kami every meal e. Sarap kumain! One should definitely try the yoghurt and the freshly brewed mountain tea. Another good place to eat is at Masfere Inn and Restaurant. Mabilis and service dito. They also have a larger menu to choose from. The resto itself is well decorated with Igorot pictures and tribal stuff. My friends were even ogling a nude Igorota picture. There is also a piano in the center. I guess they have tribal gigs every now and then.


We actually arrived in Sagada on Dec. 25. What a nice way to spend the holidays huh. Half the day was already gone when we finished our lunch. We opted to just go see the small waterfalls and then the Echo valley. We walked for about 15 minutes going down some rice terraces to see a really small waterfall. It had an equally small basin which is around 10 - 15 feet deep according to people. We didn't take a dip because we had no extra clothes with us.

Our next stop is Echo valley. To go there, you have to pass through the old
church, then up and through the cemetary. Be careful, Echo valley is full of jagged rocks. One slip and it's goodbye cruel world - hello hanging in a coffin (If you prefer buried that way). We didnt go down to check out the hanging coffins below since it was getting dark. After a few echoing shouts, we headed back to our hotel. We did of course took a lot of pictures on the way. Strangely, there was a dog following us all the way. Doggie even posed with us when we were taking pictures. The shocking thing was, after we had our dinner and entered our hotel, we found doggie in the lobby of our hotel! Aaaaargh!!! Freaky man, freaky. So in a feat of fear and confusion, we tied doggie up, chopped him up and made him into Asusena. Goes well with Gilbey’s. Hahaha!

That night, we all slipped under our warm blankets and chatted about the day’s events. I was blessed with a Pikachu blanket while the others had Mickey Mouse. Night time in Sagada is really very cold and deafeningly silent. Curfew here is 9pm. I don’t know the reason for such practice but according to village folklore, flesh-eating Igorot zombies come rappelling down their hanging coffins at night in search of human innards. My friends and I made sure that we emptied our bladders before sleeping as no one would dare go out to the toilet in the middle of the night. Who knows, doggie might still be lurking nearby.


December 26 na! Another day to explore this lovely, quaint little town. Today we will be going to Bomod-ok falls or simply the Big falls. The tourist info center would advice you to hire a guide going there but we opted to just find the place ourselves. I’ve read in an article before that you can either hike for 3 – 4 hours by foot or rent a jeepney going there. Since we have our Revo with us, we had the freedom to stop and go and take pictures as we please. We passed by several small villages along the way until we arrived at the start of the trail leading to the waterfalls. To our dismay, a sign was posted saying tourists are not allowed to proceed due to an ongoing tribal ritual in the area. What the…. What are we suppose to do? We didn’t drive all the way here just to go back without seeing the sights. Good thing some people by the roadside told us to go further around the side of the cliff so we can get a glimpse of the waterfalls. At least, kahit na malayo, Makita man lang namin. Sayang naman.

We went further along the trail pointed to us until we arrived at a waiting shed. This is the spot where we were supposed to get a long distance view of the falls. After squinting our eyes sore looking up, down and around and seeing no falls, we decided to go down a steep and narrow stairway leading down the mountain side. Maybe we have to go down further to see the darn falls.

We went all the way down some thousands of steps passing by a village and an area full of rice terraces that were carved by the mountain side. I wasn’t expecting the descent to take so long. Fortunately, some village children took the liberty of accompanying us. They told us that there was no ritual being held on that particular time so we can go to see the falls. Buti na lang!

The view in this place is really amazing. Everything is so fresh and natural. The feeling of being in a place surrounded by mountains, trees, rice terraces and unique people, all under a cloudless blue sky is simply overwhelming. Just even breathing in the fresh and crisp mountain air is pure pleasure to the lungs. The people here are simple, friendly and proud of their unique heritage.

The hike towards the big falls took us around 30 minutes. All my tiredness just vanished upon seeing the huge and majestic falls. It was simply beautiful. The height of the falls was about 300 feet and the catch basin was around 30 feet in diameter. Beholding such a beauty of nature was well worth the long hike. After taking some good pictures of the falls, my friend and I decided to take a
swim in its freezing waters. The temperature around us at that time was maybe less than 15’C and the water was even much colder. Taking a plunge would mean risking hypothermia. Wala pa naman akong dalang extra underwear. Baka ma-frozen yung posterity ko nyan. Haha. After some hesitation, I mustered all my energy and body heat and jumped into the icy waters. Upon breaking the surface, I had to quickly swim to keep my body in motion so as to generate some body heat. Our plan was to swim to where the water was falling, pose for a picture and quickly swim back. I didn’t expect the water to be so numbingly cold as it was getting harder to even stay afloat. After a quick pose, we quickly swim back to towel ourselves dry and to put some clothes on before we freeze to death. My eardrums started to ache due to the sudden drop in my body temperature. Another problem was having to wear our wet and cold undies on the way back which resulted in a week of constipation. Haha! I will never forget this fun experience.

Going down to the falls was much easier than going back up. I didn’t realize the way back up to be so steep. I admit that I am a bit out of shape. We had to stop numerous times to take a breather and to rest our screaming legs. Some of the locals going up with us were even carrying big bamboo poles as they easily walk passed us as though they were on an escalator. Sanay na sanay. I had to borrow a stick from a kid to help me walk up those endless flights of stairs. Such a suffering going up!

On our way back to town, a lady and some local children took a hitch with us. We gave the kids P100 and some goodies from our stash as a reward for helping us find the waterfalls. Once back in town, our first task was to eat as we were really starving from the morning’s tedious activity. We chose to eat at Masfere’s Inn and Resto. Then we spent some time to rest in the afternoon. Our last activity for the day was to go to the caves.

It was already 4pm when we stopped by the tourist center to hire a guide to take us to the caves. A scrawny guy with more gums than teeth greeted us behind the counter. A guide to the caves cost around P300 for 4 persons. We wanted to try the cave interconnection, meaning you go into one cave and come out of another one. Sadly, time did not allow us for it would take 5 long hours to do it. We just settled for one cave which is called Sumaguing. Getting there, we had to walk through town for about 20 minutes, passing by some hanging coffins along the way. We even met a German guy who can speak fluent Igorot language. Many foreigners have come and stayed in Sagada. There is something about this place that draws people to come back and to even live here.

Upon reaching the entrance of the cave, our guide Daniel lighted his 10 years old lantern – our only source of light inside the pitch black cave. For the sake of having a remembrance, we brought along our Sony mini DV so we could take some videos and pictures of the cave. As we entered the big mouth of the cave, an eerie feeling came to me as the place was really dark and cold. We had to slowly go down a lot of moist rocks to go deeper into the cave. You can hear a lot of bats noisily chatting from the ceiling and smell the distinct aroma of guano in the air. Further down the cave, everything seemed to change as the walls became more crystallized and there was flowing crystal clear water all around us. Our guide pointed to us the different rock formations. Each one unique in it’s shape and size. The first one is the Elephant formation, then the Pregnant woman, then the culprit of the woman’s pregnancy. Yup, it’s a big and long and hard rock formation. Hahaha! Still further down, we have the chocolate cake, the bananas, the turtle, and the fossilized sea creatures on the wall. One of the highlights of our caving was when we convinced one of our friends to strip down to his underwear and try to imitate Smeagle from the movie LOTR. We really had a good laugh as we filmed him trying to imitate the character in the dark cave. Our movement inside the cave was to climb up and down and under many unique rock formations following our guide who had strip down to his underwear to avoid his pants from getting wet. A guide with just his briefs on is something you don’t see everyday. O, hint na yan for all the badings who wants to go caving in Sagada. Just ask for Daniel to be your guide. Hahaha!

In order to go further inside the cave, our sexy guide told us that we need to swim a portion of the river inside the cave to get to the other side. It would definitely be great fun for me to do it but with all our energy spent going to the falls in the morning, we just couldn’t push ourselves to swim in ice cold water again. It was time to turn back and call it a day. We had enough adventure for one day. Today was also our last full day in Sagada as we will be leaving early tomorrow.

The next morning, we lazily packed our stuff as it was time to go home. As the saying goes, “All good things must come to an end.” Sigh, another long rough drive going back to Baguio. I wish I had taken the bus instead. I am now leaving the place which for long I had been planning to go to. My stay was a quick but memorable one. Am I coming back to this beautiful place? You bet my freezing butt I will.

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Mt. Famy 2003

Ohhh...my aching body. Yesterday's trek was grueling. The path towards the campsite was a long chain of twisting and turning. We had to cross a few streams and pass by countless horse dung along the way. Good thing the sky was overcast in the morning. There was a certain point where the ground was sloping so steeply that I had to stop in the middle and take a break because my legs were screaming in pain from acid build up. It was definitely a blessing that there were small stalls along the way that sell fresh buko juice. The coconut nut was such a big help. The girls who went with us especially had a hard time. Fortunately for them, they were able to ride on horses during the ascent or they would have collapsed along the way. Us men would’ve been too exhausted to dig graves for them to have a decent burial. Though I myself am really tempted to get on a steed myself, I just tried to picture myself beneath the cool, cascading waterfalls that will welcome my heat-exhausted body. I also didn't want to spoil the whole point of going on a mountain trek by being on a saddle all the way to the top. Other trekkers coming back from their overnight stay greeted us along the way and pepped us to go forward.

When we finally made it to the campsite after hiking for around 2 hours, we were
greeted by number of tents pegged in various locations. Campers from the previous days started to eye us as they were having their breakfast and as some were taking a bath in the river. I'm sure we looked like amateurs to them with our entourage of horses and our pale, tired faces. We planned for a day's trek so we didn't have a big camper's backpack. Ours was the small ones containing a few extra clothes plus our food and water for the day. I saw they even have mini stoves for cooking their wilderness food, which I'm sure are canned goods no less.

The way to the waterfalls was a long steep descent glazed with various rock
formations and intertwining tree roots. One wrong move and it's the Great Hikers’ Camp in the sky for anyone. One of our girls with us, thinking that we would just be taking a stroll in the mall wore tight jeans and fashionably inappropriate girly sandals. We thought that she would be the first one to go to the Great Hiker's Camp but thank goodness we all made it safe and sore. The top of the waterfalls was about fifty-plus feet. The water coming down was not so strong in the summer but it sure was very cold. We unloaded our stuff, took off our shoes and started to devour our lunch. Some of the guys stupidly left their food in the car so we had to spare them some morsels. Food at that moment was a precious commodity for us famished males. Surprisingly, all the females ate were just some junk food. Oh well, they had the horses sweating for them anyway.

After our meager lunch, it was time for us to jump into the cool water of Buruwisan falls. The color of the water was blue-green with dead leaves floating around. There were long vines hanging from the top of the waterfalls. As we entered the water one by one, each gave out sounds of Oohs, Aahs and Ouch! Oohs for the coldness of the water, Aahs for the comfort from the heat and Ouch for the jagged rocks underneath our feet. We swam across to the where the water is falling and it really felt so soothing to our hot bodies. Too bad some of us were not able to take a good dip. One didn't bring her bathing suit and the other one, well, had to find a secluded area to answer the big call of nature. After some time, we were joined by a few kids who live around the area. They dragged a big dead log to serve as a buoy for us to hold on. We also climbed up the rocks behind the waterfalls to sit down and relax. Time seemed to stop at that very moment as we enjoyed Mother Nature in her beauty. Surrounded by verdant images under a big blue sky, this place is like in the movie, “The Blue Lagoon”. Time for skinny dipping!

After a while we decided to hike to another waterfall nearby. The ladies opted to
stay behind. We followed the river trail as it went upwards eventually leading to a smaller waterfalls called Lanzones. As we skipped from rock to rock, we could see a lot of campers from afar, some washing their clothes, some washing their hair. To our dismay of a crowded area, we didn't go all the way to the falls. Along the way back, we met our friend who just finished unloading his nature thing and was very much eager to take a dip. We headed back to where the ladies were and told them that we should try to hike further up to Batya Batya falls.

Unfortunately, just at the start of the trail to Batya Batya, the guys suddenly felt drowsy and so we decided to just go home…so much for conquering the great outdoors. I wished that there would be an air-conditioned car to take us back to the start of the trail. The hike back is usually a lot less exciting than the hike up. Going down is more effort and less enthusiasm. All the other guys went ahead but I stayed behind with the ladies to wait for their horses. As we thread along the dusty path, I started to feel really heavy and my knees rubbery. I wish I also had a horse to ride on. The winding trail that was exciting in the morning became tasteless and agonizing in the late afternoon. Another suffering was the afternoon sun beating upon our faces. Without the buko stalls, I would have surely fainted along the way.

After the long tortuous hike down, we rested at the registration area. I donated P20
to their association while the ladies paid for their horses. We then found out that the guys have already left us due to hunger and exhaustion. Sigh, whatever happened to team spirit? I guess they had enough of nature for one day and desperately wanted to get back to civilization. I was getting hungry myself. I could eat two whole MAX's fried chicken right there but the ladies and I still have a long drive going back to Quezon city.

Our whole hiking trip was finished not longer than a day. For us urban dwellers, it was a refreshing getaway from the city life. Although it was exhausting, I’m sure everyone enjoyed it. We just have to bring more food next time. I wonder where next time will be.

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Boracay 2003

It’s finally over after months of planning and anticipation. I can only look back and wish that the days were longer in the island paradise of Boracay. Now, let me try to collect the memories of our trip and put them into words.
Last January was my first time to go to Boracay. Along with 3 of my friends, we stayed at my boss’ resort. We had a very good experience enjoying the sun and sand of this tropical island paradise. I felt that this is a place where one can come back again and again and never feel bored.

Since then a lot of my naïve friends have urged me to plan another trip. They were very much enticed with all my after-trip promotions. And so after much consideration, we decided to pick this year’s Holy Week to go to Boracay.

One thing I neglected to consider for this trip was that I had to book our flight early to avoid the holiday squeeze. Regretfully, I was able to reserve our seats around mid Feb already (Which is still early considering our flight is still on April). True enough we landed on the waiting list. The travel agent told me that people already started to book their flights as early as last December. Talk about early birds. So faced with this predicament, I just prayed that we get our seats or I will be the first one to be crucified by my Boracay-hungry friends this holy week.

Fortunately, our booking got confirmed one by one as the weeks passed. Although it was better to fly to Caticlan (which is nearer to Boracay), we opted to fly to Kalibo since my friends felt it’s safer to be on a bigger plane. So, after much research on what to do and where to go once we’re there, the big day finally came. It’s off to Boracay for us!

Day 1 was almost over when we got to Boracay. The flight we got was in the afternoon and we had to take a van to Caticlan plus a twenty minute boat ride to reach my boss’ resort. Good thing my boss was very generous to let us use his house so we don’t have to rent. The name of our resort is Mika’s Place. It’s a nice resort located on the hillside of Diniwid beach. Compared to the usual White beach, this place is more conservative and it appeals to people who want to relax in a peaceful and quiet environment.

Our house was almost entirely made of wood and bamboo plus nipa for the roof. The front boasts of a very nice balcony overlooking the beach. The furniture was all made of bamboo and one cannot miss the unique collection of different kinds of seashells displayed on the table. I personally liked the huge wooden blinds that provided a nice shade from the afternoon sun and the candles that light up the walkway to our house during the night. The wind chime gave a relaxing tingling sound that can lull you to sleep.

After we settled in and unpacked our stuff, it was time to hit the beach! It was starting to get dark when we jumped into the cool waters of Diniwid beach. There we soaked our tired, hot bodies and let the waves gently massage our pressures away as we watch the afternoon sun go down over the wonderfully hued horizon. It was truly a majestic sight to behold.

That evening, after having our dinner at Mika’s place, we strolled to white beach. Station one was the first stop. As expected, there were a lot of people hanging out on the beach. Some were having a sumptuous seafood dinner by the sea while others were having an evening stroll like us. The most obviously celebrated activity in the evening obviously, is to PARTY! Different gigs and events were organized to celebrate the long holy week. As we strolled from one resort to another, we saw the whole place coming alive. The sun has definitely set but not with the party appetite of these people. With them, the day has definitely just started.

Our long stroll ended in a resort called Pier One as there was definitely a big party brewing here by the large crowd that gathered around and the loud music in the air. We stayed for awhile and ordered some drinks (Non-alcoholic) and listened to the band play. A lot of celebrities started to come in. Among them were Keempee de Leon, Willy Revillame, Kristine Hermosa, Bianca Araneta, Hans Montenegro and wife Maritoni…etc. After a while, it started to get too noisy so we decided it was time to call it a day and head back to our resort.

Day 2

Today, we plan to do some aqua sports. My buddy and I rented a kayak at Pier One and paddled our way around white beach. We left the ladies to do whatever they liked and that we would rendezvous with them later to try the banana boat ride. It took us 2 hours to kayak from station one to Diniwid beach and back (with rest of course). We rented the kayak for P250 an hour so we had to shell out P500 after we returned it. I was not too happy about it.

Now comes the fun part! It’s time to ride the banana! This ride cost P150 per person for a measly fifteen minutes. I don’t know how much it would cost during the low season but I’m sure it’s a lot cheaper. We rented an eight sitter banana boat so we could all fit in. The ride was fast and exhilarating to some extent but I couldn’t help wonder how it felt to try parasailing. I guess the best part of our banana ride was when we got thrown off. The banana boat flipped to the side as the speed boat took a sharp turn and everyone was thrown into the water. Now that was fun! Our time wasn’t up yet so we were dragged up onto the banana and continued our short lived thrill.

It was around 2pm when we had our lunch. We ordered Baked oysters and pizza at Cocomangas. Then we had halo-halo for dessert. Yum! It was an energy filled morning so some of us opted to spend the rest of the afternoon in bed while some of us still went for a swim.

In the evening, we had dinner at Mika’s place with one of our boss’ client from Cebu. A seafood feast was prepared for our enjoyment. There were crabs, prawns, squid, fish, chicken and vegetables. After some chitchats with our client we proceeded to the souvenir shops located around station two. We spent the whole evening going from stall to stall. We met some more celebs along the way as we pressed our way through the sea of humanity. It was pretty crowded. If was like the Titanic sank nearby and everyone swam to this island. With all the buying and selling, eating, drinking and partying, it was apparent that many people seek for pleasure rather than commemorate the true meaning of the so-called Holy week. Hey, we weren’t exactly there to whip our backs either.

Day 3

We woke up late this morning. Our plan was to go snorkeling at crocodile island but our boat was nowhere to be found. Mang Boy had to arrange another boat for us. The sun was already hot and high up in the sky when we left Mika’s place around 10am. Not all of us had a snorkeling mask so we had to rent from the boat guy for P100 a piece. Expensive huh?

When we reached the snorkeling area, we were greeted by a lot of other outriggers filled with avid snorkelers. The visibility of the water was clear but the waves were pretty strong. We had to hold on to the boat while trying to get a glimpse of the multicolored fishes that abound in the area. Unlike last year, I made sure that we would bring some bread as bait to attract the fish. Surely enough, the fishes started to gather around us as we tossed the little pieces of bread into the water (The bread was actually the airline snack dubbed “local calzone”). I was able to take some pictures of the neon colored fishes swarming around us with a waterproof camera of my friend. I hope they come out ok.

Later, we moved to a calmer area so it will be easier to snorkel. Some of us who know how to swim shed our life jackets so it’ll be more comfortable to move around the water. We continued our undersea perusing and finally decided it was time to head back to shore.

Today is our last day in Boracay so we opted to treat ourselves to a sumptuous seafood buffet by the beach. The night was young as we marched to look for the best buffet table white beach has to offer. Like a pack of hungry wolves searching for their prey, we sniffed our way from one resort to another. Actually, we didn’t get very far as our feet and stomach would not agree with us. Our best bet? Seafood buffet at Seawind resort!

We settled down in our table and started to talk about our day’s conquests. The soothing dinner music plus the evening waves provided an ideal atmosphere for dining and chitchat. Everyone was happy. Everyone was hungry for more.

Sigh, it took me 3 months to write this amateur article. It’s hard to remember all the details anymore. Anyway, to cut everything short, we all got so full that night, slept, woke up, packed up, had our last pictures taken, said our goodbyes, boarded our boat, Rode on our van to Kalibo, and flew back to polluted and congested Manila. Sigh….that’s it. I quit. Ha ha.

Hey, did I mention my friend took a picture of someone sunbathing topless?


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