It’s one of the shirts I usually pack when I travel.
I’m actually proud when other nationals notice and like it.
Will I wear it again?
Of course, I will.
Last August 23, 2010, a man took hostage of a tourist bus in Manila. It ended in bloodbath with 8 hostages and the gunman killed. It was indeed a sad day for the Philippines. I sympathize with the family and friends of those who had died. I also hope for justice to be served. I mourned for the lives lost at the same time troubled with what will happen to my motherland. The result had left a negative image to our country. We blamed the policemen and the media for what transpired on that day but we didn’t examined our own actions when we watched it like a soap opera on tv. Perhaps if these sectors of our society are taking steps to learn and improve, shouldn’t that include us too? Instead of criticizing the president, we should also do something to be better Filipinos. Echoing his words, let us not be defined by this one incident. Inspirations and hopes still float. As long as there as great Filipino striving, we could change our country in a major way. As long as there are Efren Penaflorida, Charice, Venus Raj, honest citizens who return enormous amount of money, we could strive to be better. Even Jejemom teaches us to be good Filipino, “nagbabayad ako ng tax, hindi ako tumatawid sa hindi tawiran dahil nakakamatay, hindi ako bumibili ng pirated DVD sa Quiapo.”
I could finally sing “nakabalik na ako sa white sand beach ng Boracay!” Both trips are so memorable for me. The white sand, pristine waters, and hot people all around make Boracay a destination one should not fail to go. I was here in 2005 and after going to a lot of Philippines’ beautiful islands, I wonder if Boracay is still one of the country’s top tourists’ spots. Well, whatever doubts I had, going back to the island cleared them all up. The beach wasn’t that crowded at this time of the year but still there are many tourists. I could complained about too many people or too many restos and bars or too many resorts but there’s still something I just couldn’t explain that draws me and apparently lots of people to the beach. I could actually sit there all day and just stare at the beach, watch the waves, feel the sand, and listen.
The trip going to Boracay proved to be an adventure for me. In 2005, I endured 13 hours of riding RORO with my colleagues which included sitting in the bus with some passengers that have live chickens with them, transferring to ferries, running for seats, and back aches that I kept feeling for 4 days. When we saw Boracay, I honestly could cry. I had the most amazing feeling on my feet when we finally stepped on the white powdery sand. This year, I took the plane. Thinking that it would be more relaxing, I was wrong. I went with my family this time and we took three different flights at three different terminals. My sister and I took public transportion to the airport where we would meet the others while they took the car. Since we were in a tight schedule, we called them every five minutes or less. My brother in law with my nephew were dropped to centennial airport only to be told that they should be at T3. They took the cab and transferred. Then, my mom and dad were supposed to be at T3. They did make it. Thirty minutes before departure time. My sisters, another nephew, and me needed to go back to domestic terminal but we had to park the car first. It was really stressful when you’re pressured with time. We finally found a parking slot and took the shuttle. The driver was kind enough to help us crossed the street. Hello, he dropped us at the other side. Yay! We got there just in time! (FYI, flights going to Boracay via Airphils and Philippine Airlines are the same which is why my brother in law needed to transfer to T3 terminal)
In 2005, we saw sailboats at the shore but this time boats dock at the pier at the other side of the island. It does make sense. The beach is free from gas leaks and people are free to swim.
we had ice cream then, I finally found Jonas. Their fruit shakes are so delicious!
We enjoyed banana boat ride then I scaled into new heights this time, parasailing.
Just for fun with the kids, I rode the jetski on land with steering wheel :))
I went there with my shs binondo family then, my family.
The beautifully made and lighted sandcastles
at willy’s rock. no tattoo this time.
the waterfall stairs at regency
My first airplane ride. No more roro. Thanks Mrs. C! Now, with my sisters, brother, and nephews.
I love Boracay! and I would love to go back again and again and again….
I was waiting at the jetty port for the boat that would take us to Caticlan and ride the plane back to Manila. Right at the middle of these chairs and tourist where I was sitting with my newly tanned skinny arms, bronzed glowing cheeks, and long super dry hair, I wondered…. would anyone notice if I pick my nose? Well, just a thought.