Boracay is still gorgeous with its white sand beaches, stunning sunsets, and superb internet connection (I need this for work) but my disenchantment stems from what I see is an unsustainable growth in the tourism sector. The last time I was here, I was that b*tch who complained about everything – it’s too crowded, people don’t care about their trash, the traffic in this tiny island, and exorbitant prices at least for a backpacker. I didn’t realize that staying in
Category: Boracay
I’m writing about this because the sun is scorching hot. And this humid weather reminds me of this: The 4-km long, powder-fine, white sand beach of Boracay! When I first visited the island, I did all things the Boracay way — got myself a henna (and almost had my hair braided), did the zorb, ate a lobster, drooled on cakes and shakes, and bought sand art and wood carvings from the lucky peddlers who happened to ask me, the eager
The search is over for my favorite place in Boracay. We were walking along the stretch of the island’s fine white sand towards Station 3, with the goal of finding a good spot to see the sunset, without the crowd, vendors, and loud thumping party music. And there it was, almost at the end of the shoreline, past Angol Point. A stone throw away from the haunted-looking abandoned villas and a 5-minute walk from the last resort at Station 3,