*another long overdue post*
This is only my second time to Boracay. But boy oh boy, it’s very different from my first experience. For one, this is a company outing, a reward for good sales and performance. Yey, for qualifying! Second, we took the Kalibo route. That’s an additional two-hour bus ride to Caticlan, after almost an hour of delay because of runway traffic. Did not matter though since I was asleep most of the time. And lastly, for this trip, I had no wallet! I went shopping the day before and left my wallet in Tani’s bag. I just had a couple of hundreds at home and my lola was in Philam so I had no one to borrow money from.
This is only my second time to Boracay. But boy oh boy, it’s very different from my first experience. For one, this is a company outing, a reward for good sales and performance. Yey, for qualifying! Second, we took the Kalibo route. That’s an additional two-hour bus ride to Caticlan, after almost an hour of delay because of runway traffic. Did not matter though since I was asleep most of the time. And lastly, for this trip, I had no wallet! I went shopping the day before and left my wallet in Tani’s bag. I just had a couple of hundreds at home and my lola was in Philam so I had no one to borrow money from.
Nevertheless, I had a great
time. It was fun to mingle with my
colleagues, some about my age, some older by at least 10 years.
| with my colleagues |
| :) |
| sunset. photo courtesy of ms. ann. |
We stayed at Willy’s in station 1
and our room was so convenient since it was on the first floor. We hit the beach right away and enjoyed the
sun. Noeme and I went for a walk and
guess who we spotted? Dennis Trillo and Bianca King sporting a tan and holding
hands.
Dinner buffet at Astoria was
definitely a treat. I loved the different kinds of salad and the grilled
seafood! There was a band and one of our Beauty Advisers sang a couple of
songs. And as usual, the fire dance. I
was even asked to stand in front while the balls of fire were dancing in front
of me, just a couple of inches from my face. I was so freaked that my pictures
sucked big time. Haha. There was also a
little bit of dancing. But the spotlight
was on a middle-aged Korean or Taiwanese lady. Now, this lady joined our group
when we were dancing. She had really funny and exaggerated dance moves and her
energy was unbeatable.
| Myra with the Asian lady |
The second day was valentine’s
day and island-hopping day. We went
snorkeling. I was one of the first who
jumped since some of our companions were a bit hesitant. I was also one of the few who went back to
the boat early since I was not that fascinated with the marine life. I’ve seen
better reefs and fabuluous fish in Coron, Puerto Galera and Batangas (I’ve been
snorkeling since I was about ten years old). We had lunch in a shack in one of
the islands and then we visited Crystal Cove. Now, that’s a first time for
me. The place was beautiful. We had tons
of photos in this place. Check out this gif, it’s so funny! Let the waves roll
in!
| Find me. I'm the one without a life jacket. |
| The buko vendor |
| JUMP! |
After the long and exhausting
boat ride, we ended the afternoon with a banana boat ride! Woohoo!
For the evening, we had dinner at
The Sandbar. Food was pretty ok and the fire dance was a bit of a drag. Hearts
and glitters were a bit overrated. Even so, we had a good time partying at
Cocomangas. Went back to the hotel extremely tired and dozed off instantly.
| Valentine's dinner |
| Party rock! |
Last day was really crazy. A tiring two-hour bus ride back to Kalibo and
then lunch at Sampaguita Gardens. I had to lead half of the group since we were
split into two batches. I had a little trouble since they were so excited to
take pictures and it took quite some time before the tour started. Because of exhaustion, I had to really
control my patience and I was on the verge of snapping.
At the airport, we bought crabs.
I bought “2 kilos” for only P400. Still worth it even if there was something
fishy with the weighing scale.
This trip was indeed worth the
effort we exerted. I wonder where next year will take us?
| Bye! Where to next year? |

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