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Sunsets and Romance

A Complete Guide to Traveling Boracay

It was in 2012 when I first experienced falling in love with a stranger. It was a weird feeling, beautiful and unexpected. It was the kind of feeling that despite the pain, you’d still want to experience it again.

 Spiderhouse Boracay

and again and again.

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Verbena Capitol Suites

The Simple Comforts of City Living at Verbena Capitol Suites

Here you go,” our driver from Sumilon Bluewater Island Resort said, smiling at us as he parked outside a tall building.

After a 4 hour drive back to Cebu City, all I wanted to do was get some rest.

We entered Verbena Capitol Suites and the staff quickly checked us in.

I could barely talk, I was so groggy from the trip to Cebu City that all I wanted to do was feel the soft covers behind my neck.

When I got to my room, I quickly dropped my things and carelessly flopped myself onto the bed, bouncing a little at the softness.

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“Ahhh. Back to the city life,” I say to myself.

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Sumilon Bluewater Island Resort

Sumilon Bluewater Island Resort: Beautifully Stranded in the Island of Paradise

Maayong buntag!” they greeted us as we stepped off the golf cart and entered the main pavilion.

I breathed the fresh air and for a moment I forgot we still hadn’t reached our room.

Ms. Apple lead us into the pavilion, disappearing to get our keys.

After about an hour and a half of travel from the airport, we had finally reached our destination.

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And boy, was it a beautiful, beautiful one.

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Project Bohol: Stories of an All Hands Experience Part 3

Hey Brenna,” a co-volunteer says as I stepped on the edge of the shovel to deepen my pull of the damp soil.

Yeah?” I say, a little preoccupied.

He approaches me, this weird, almost I’m-not-sure-what-to-do-I’m-panicking look on his face.

“I think she’s hurt,” he tells me, a subtle signal to his left where the kids stood huddled in a little circle.

I drop my shovel on the ground and walk towards the kids.

As they parted, I saw Jingjing, the 5 year old in the middle.

She looked up at me with her innocent dark eyes.

And started to cry.

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Project Bohol: Stories of an All Hands Experience Part 2

“My wife just gave birth to my son the day before,” he starts his story as he squeezed on his motor to zoom past a slow bike.

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He leaned over the enclosed wall of the tricycle as he sneaked looks at me.

Ohh,” I say softly, imagining everything that could’ve happened, and slightly paralyzed at the thought of his wife.

“When it started moving, I thought it only happened in Tagbilaran. I was here, working. My wife was in Maribojoc.”

“Was it strong? Did it take long?

“Yes, my tricycle moved so hard I thought the ground was going to open up.” he says, slowing down as we caught up with a truck over a short bridge.

We were driving to the All Hands base in Antequera from Tagbilaran Airport. Most of Tagbilaran was okay. But from this point we were in cracked, slightly rough roads.

“My wife called me and told me it was shaking there too. I panicked. I got on my tricycle and drove so fast. But when we came to the bridge, it was already gone.”

“What did you do?” I ask.

“I jumped.” 

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Sunsets and Romance at the Spiderhouse Boracay

It was a harsh yellow color, setting in the horizon.

But it was pure and perfect. 

Sunsets and Romance

I sat on one of the comfy beach chairs at the corner of the cool, wooden restaurant/bar/party place of beautiful, nearly isolated Diniwid Beach.

In one hand, I held onto a San Mig Light Beer, my favorite beer.

And on the other, I held the hand of someone special.

We looked back at the setting sun. Not speaking. Not doing anything, except for our entwined hands.

And as the sun disappeared into the horizons and in its wake, a magnificent burst of colors in the sky, our lips touched.

It was my perfect date.

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