(Well, I did say this week is close to being one of those “Hell Weeks”, didn’t I. And it’s going to be the same next week, too. Oh, joy. #DifficultiesOfBeingAnAdult)
I was looking for a fitting way to wrap up this series of Boracay-in-August posts, and what better way than to take a look at it in the evening?
One of my favorite times during our short Boracay trip were those walks we took from the Residencia to Station 2 for dinners. It was done through a stretch of the beach, and it was late afternoon-creeping-to-dusk-and-deepening-into-the-night, but there was still so much to see and savor!
Of course, sunsets are always, ALWAYS, a joy to behold. Just… stop and take it all in.
Boracay is “alive” (read: lots of people about) no matter what time of day it is.
It was quite a long walk, 15, 20 minutes, tops. But it was always well worth it.
If you look past the “grainy” bits, you’ll see what’s left visible of Willy’s Rock on a high tide. š
And, every evening, there are fire dancers providing entertainment by the beach.
While walking, you will spot many of these “sand sculptures”. Of course you’d be tempted to take pix with it, and then out of nowhere, local kids will come out, asking for “donations” since, well, they were the ones who built the sand sculptures. If you don’t give them anything, they’d cuss you out.
Sad, but true.
Oh, and there’s this thing going on, where they shorten it into “Bora”. Maybe because they’re too lazy to say the whole name, or they think it sounds more hip to say it that way. But it also leads to many misconceptions for those who are geographically-challenged because, hey, Bora-Bora is NOT in the Philippines.
Apparently, the local government agrees.
Totally snagging this shot taken by Chelli while we were on the paraw, heading back to shore. š
Thanks, ladies! Looking back, I still find myself smiling, remembering all the fun we had, lobster-skin and all! I look forward to our next adventure together!
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