january 2013. it was in pandan island in palawan that i first fell in love with the sea -- its perfect clarity and blueness, its beautiful horizon where earth and sky best collide, and its adorable fishes and starfishes.
it was there and then that i promised myself that i'll visit as many beaches as i can, that this will be the first of the many travels to come, and that this will be one of the many splendid and fun ways i'm gonna spend my youth.
being the goal-setter and goal-reacher that i am, i'm able to visit, much to my delight and awe, boracay and panglao long enough to enjoy every good thing they have to offer.
two days before the trip though, it was some trick of fate that i acquired chickenpox. (yeah, fate can be too much of a joker and that i was its chosen one). i first thought my plans will not materialize. but the universe must have felt my zeal and persistence to push through with the plans that my recovery was fast and less troublesome, that the scars it left me with, i'd like to believe, were not too ugly and shameful.
and i was on a roll and so were the good times!
april 2013. boracay, aklan.