My bliss

The very first time I dug my toes into the pristine white sands of Boracay was in 1988. Back then there was no airport in Caticlan so we had to take the 2 hour dusty, hellish jeepeney (take note, no buses yet)ride from Kalibo to Caticalan. From there we rode the 45 minute bangka to the island of Boracay. I didn't know what to expect, but as our boat veered at a corner of an island...there it was...

a 7km stretch of pure white sands and about 3 little resorts that were set kilometers apart. It was paradise. No electricity, no huge crowd to weave through, no massive buildings and no resorts and restaurants that are pressed to close together. Just the talcum-powder-like sand, the clear blue water, and us. Aaaah...

As the years went by, many have visited and settled in Bora and is now one big party place, especially during the Christmas Holiday, Summer and Lenten season. It's still the best beach in the Philippines. But many weren't as privileged as I was to see it at its heavenly, unadulterated state :)


*the hot new hobby on the island...fire poi*


*my glitter tattoo*


*fun in the sun w/ some friends*