Night time at Bora, what could an introvert like me could do but to just walk the 3 kilometers stretch of white sand. I don't know what I was thinking, now that I'm thinking about it, but at that time it made a lot of sense to do so, and that it was a perfect way to "check out" the night life in bora. My "check out" plan was just me walking from station 3 to 1. Even after passing by 3 or 4 party scenes, the last party was the only one I walked into. One because it doesn't seem to require me paying any entrance fees, although I think that all parties there don't ask you to pay for anything except for drinks or snacks... I guess. And 2, it was the last party destination as I am nearing the opposite end, so if I don't get into this, then I won't get to experience the party scene in Bora.
Showing posts with label Boracay. Show all posts
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Friday, May 9, 2014
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
bbeach, Boracay, Life, Musings, Philippines, Positivity, Travel
When I got there, I was pleased to see that there was no one around except for some maintenance staff raking off some woods, and roots, and anything that makes the beach look "dirty". I immediately spread my mat and positioned myself near this surfboard with 20-something coconut fruits laying neatly on it.
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- Wednesday, May 07, 2014
Saved by an Unsung Hero
It was almost 8 in the morning, as I headed out of the hotel gate with the back beach being my destination in mind. After few questions from the receptionists and the guard, I hopped on the motorcycle and took a ride towards Tambisaan beach.
When I got there, I was pleased to see that there was no one around except for some maintenance staff raking off some woods, and roots, and anything that makes the beach look "dirty". I immediately spread my mat and positioned myself near this surfboard with 20-something coconut fruits laying neatly on it.
bbeach, Boracay, Life, Musings, Philippines, Positivity, Travel
I woke up to my alarm clock as it buzzed at 5:30am and started my journey. A 10 minute-walk from hotel to shore, took me 15 minutes. I just had to stop every now and then and take photos to solidify and immortalize what I saw so I can share them with you all.
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- Wednesday, May 07, 2014
Walk Along the Shore with Me.
I love mornings.
The breeze is cool and fresh; people are friendlier,and happier; it's just a perfect environment to wake up to. So on the 2nd day, I figured to just walk around the beach and be in awe of the beauty of it.I woke up to my alarm clock as it buzzed at 5:30am and started my journey. A 10 minute-walk from hotel to shore, took me 15 minutes. I just had to stop every now and then and take photos to solidify and immortalize what I saw so I can share them with you all.
bbeach, Boracay, Humour, Life, Musings, Philippines, Positivity, Travel
On the first day, my sister invited me to go island hopping. I wasn't too giddy because I felt that nothing will top El Nido and I would just end up unimpressed, which was actually what happened. But then spending time with sis and her friend had made the trip at least worthwhile.
So as expected, there was the usual clear azure seas, white sand beaches, towering limestones, stuff that I've already seen. The boat guide let us see the crocodile island, named one for its shape.
We did snorkeling for our first stop. It was really difficult to take pictures underwater. The current was strong enough for me to get drawn away if I would not hold on to a rope or to the boat's wings. While wrapping my arms and holding on I sigh... El Nido is better.
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Shy
- Wednesday, May 07, 2014
Take it Off at Puka Beach!
So as expected, there was the usual clear azure seas, white sand beaches, towering limestones, stuff that I've already seen. The boat guide let us see the crocodile island, named one for its shape.
We did snorkeling for our first stop. It was really difficult to take pictures underwater. The current was strong enough for me to get drawn away if I would not hold on to a rope or to the boat's wings. While wrapping my arms and holding on I sigh... El Nido is better.
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