Sun, sand, and seafood

Trip Start Nov 06, 2006
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Trip End Jun 15, 2007


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Friday, May 4, 2007

A quick little aside. To get someone's attention - waiter, bus driver, tricycle - make a loud, squeaky, smooching sound. When you're obnoxious about it, it's amazing how much the sound of this carries. It took us a bit to figure out why seemingly straight guys were making loud smoochy sounds at one another. Now we know.

In search of the perfect tucked away beach hut, we take a ferry to the small island of Guimaras where we hop onto a tricycle then hitch a ride on a small bangka outrigger to Boras Beach Resort. Yeah, it's waaay out there in the stix. Big mistake. This place was probably idyllic and charming back when orange shag carpeting was all the rage. Now it's just old and tired and scary. On the first evening, a little cockroach friend comes to visit me by popping up out of the sink while I'm brushing my teeth. It's hard to yell through toothpaste, but I gave it my best shot. We're so out of this place. First thing in the morning we're bound for Boracay.

Ahhhhh, Boracay! The Cancun of the Philippines. Parasailing, sunbathing, banana boat rides, jet skis, bikinis, and slushy drinks. Six months ago we may have pooh-pood this place on the grounds of our uppity left-leaning eco-conscious travel snobbery. But the second our toes touch the delightfully flaky, sugar-white sand and we ease our out-of-shape, travel weary beluga-like bodies into the soothing crystal clear water, we're converted. This place is grand. We find a resort we like. We stay. We enjoy. Life is good.
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