My Several Visits to Boracay Island
01.02.2010 - 04.02.2010 24 °C
Swimming in the natural pool of Boracay Island is beyond compare. Doing it over and over again is unrelenting. My first experience was simply a sidetrip from an official travel around the Aklan area.
I had the best time of my life then, even just simply walking barefoot from station 1 to station 3, taking wacky pictures at the grotto, or dipping at waistdeep seashore. It was just an overnight experience. So I kept on looking forward to have a tour around the island the next time around.
My second taste of Boracay's prestine white sand in year 2007 was with my sister En with our officemates. It was sort of celebrating her birthday in the famous beach since our 3-day stay coincided with her birthdate 26 October. It was such a very dramatic experience, our friendship bond was put to test, En's fear of waves was aggravated. I did make a tour around the island in exchange for the unremitting wails of my younger sister; waves brought about by the October monsoon. Whatever has happened, I was so grateful for the treat from the municipal government of Makato, Aklan which owned our resort accomodation.
Two is never enough and so in May 2008, the Project I worked with then hosted a training-workshop in Washington, Aklan and included a day at Boracay Island. Still excited, the whole training participants crossed the summer sea from the Panay mainland to the islet of Boracay. Considering the number of company, the beach, the pool, the bar, whenever we went was such a party, a crowd. Nonetheless, it was super-enjoyed by yours truly.
When my nephew, Entoy, graduated in college, I promised him to treat him a travel to Boracay. I scheduled our flight in February 2010 and booked an accommodation at Surfers Home Boracay, located at the Bulabog Beach. This side of the island was one of my undiscovered areas, and I was glad to witness for the first time the international kite boarding competition. The visit was supposedly for Entoy but I took part of the enjoyment bigtime.
Entoy and I enjoyed the night swimming, despite the cool february breeze. We ate full dinner of seafoods and drunk San Miguel Beer Pilsen until we met Imelda, a balikbayan from US. She said she hailed from Davao and so we speak the same Bisaya dialect. She owned a piece of Boracay so she toured us around the following two days. The three of us partied the whole nights, danced the night away at Cocomangas, bar hopping, eating seafoods. During daytime, Entoy and I tried hena tattoos painted on our chest or shoulders or arms, walked the stretches of white sands from both sides of the island, windowshopped at the d'mall or talipapa, and took pictures from one hotel to another.
Spending vacation time with my nephew was worthy, and spending P10,000 more or less is value for money. Going to and from Boracay is pricey yet the experience is priceless.