Hello everyone it has been two weeks since we got back from our family vacation to Boracay island. We chose to vacation here because all of the locals and other ex-pats recommended to us that we go here for its beautiful white sand beaches. And we weren't disappointed. Andrew and I both have said many times now that this was the best vacation we have ever been on. Boracay was truly paradise and we had a great time relaxing and enjoying the island.
Boracay is such a small island that you have to fly into a larger island Caticlan and then take a ferry to Boracay island. The plane that we flew was a pretty small plane and before boarding we had to step onto a scale and be weighed with our baggage to calculate the weight for liftoff and landing. To say the least this was a little unnerving, but luckily the flight went off without a hitch and we made it to Caticlan smoothly. It was quite the experience this airport. We landed among the cows and it sure didn't look like we were at an airport. As soon as we stepped off the plane there were Men who grabbed our bags and carried them to our airport shuttle. These men didn't give us any choice they just took our bags and we thought they worked for the airport. When we got to the shuttle though we learned why they were so quick to help. They sat and stared at us saying "Tip" until our shuttle left. Little did we know this was the beginning of the barrage of islanders "helping" us for tips or wanting us to buy some kind of souvenir or merchandise. This was really the only thing that we didn't like about our vacation. We weren't too happy with how pushy some of the islanders were in their pursuit of a tip. On our boat trip home some of the island men came up behind me and pulled me onto their shoulders and carried me to shore, and then followed me repeating tip, tip, tip. Andrew and the men from our hotel were ahead of me so I really didn't have any money. When I told them this I got a lot of dirty looks and I am pretty sure some mean words in Tagalo. But even this little bit of harassing we received couldn't ruin this trip.
We spent most of our days on the beach and at the pool. Every morning we took walks along the beach and enjoyed the scenes of the island. This island is a huge tourist spot and if we walked south on the beach we were able to see the busy side of the island where there were a lot of restaurants, bars, and shops. But this side was a little too busy for our taste. So, we mostly stayed to the North where our resort was and enjoyed the peace. We really were a bunch of beach bums. We did venture out a little bit. On Friday night we went to an open seafood market and picked out our live seafood an then had it cooked for us. This was a fun experience, but also an experience. We had some lobster and prawns and we had to remove the legs and eyes before eating. This was nothing for Andrew, but I was a little grossed out. We also went to church on Saturday night and the funny thing about this church was that it was half outdoors. So, there were lizards all over the church on the walls and ceiling. We found ourselves watching the lizards crawl around the church during mass. Our transportation around the island was a hotel shuttle and we always seemed to get the same shuttle driver, Jason. We had a good time all weekend talking to him and he seemed very nice and easy to talk to. But on our final drive to the port to head home he was telling us about how he came to the island back in the 80's etc. But then out of nowhere he asked Andrew if he believed in witches. Andrew and I smiled and kinda chuckled, but then we realized he was dead serious. He then preceeded to tell us about how he sees witches flying about the island all the time. We struggled to keep a straight face, but after we have been home and had some perspective we learned that many of the rural islanders here in the Philippines practice tribal religions and in this case witchcraft. To each his own I guess. So, actually this trip wasn't too eventful except for these few things, but it was just what we needed. A break from Manila and a place to relax. Enjoy the pictures below they probably tell the story better than we can.
Liam getting ready to go on Vacation!
Andrew and Liam in front of the Puddle jumper
Our boat to the island
Welcome to The Ambassador in Paradise!
The view from our hotel room...the beach is just behind those palm trees.
This was just after we arrived. Liam ate some sand right after we put him in there, BUT he didn't do it again for the rest of the weekend hmm I wonder why?
Our first sunset...ahhh
This is Liam and his girlfriend Jessica. She watched Liam during all our meals so that Andrew and I could eat in peace. God bless her.
The boys out for a humid morning walk
Shark Baby testing the waters on his first day into the ocean....
The water was cleared of all people after Shark baby caused a stir....
Luckily, Shark baby was able to convince the islanders he came in peace and fun in the ocean was restored.
Liam about fell asleep everyday floating around the pool in this.
Are those eye balls?!?!?!?
Some local island entertainment at the resort next door.
This little boy was the money maker he was a dancing machine in his loin cloth.
Hmmm so much good food...what to eat, what to eat? Ah forget my diet I'm on vacation!
Two lazy bums sleeping in.
After crawling in the sand.
All pooped out on the boat to the airport. Whew what a vacation!