Over the days of my stay at Boracay, I learned quite a few things about the island that I think I should share with you about.



People do not go to Boracay for the sheer unadulterated pleasure of glorifying the place. That is far too noble, and i have yet to see someone with that kind of thinking in all of my life...

Noble, that is.



Boracay is beautiful.


Extraordinarily fine and white sand beaches. Blue and green sea with peacefulness that's warm and predictable.



(Like the heart-warming smile of the people there.)



But--believe me cus I've been there--no one goes to Boracay to see that beauty or experience it.




People go to Boracay to use beauty for purposes other than just seeing it.




---to glorify something (love, for example),



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or curse it.




Only one of either options happen mostly when you go there.
The choice is up to you, depending on how creative you are.



Note:

I left the place yesterday. I am now blogging from Bacolod with the tender, heavenly warmth of the other night's tequila inside my system. I love Bacolod, and people here must love the place so much to have thought of filling it with so much fun and intoxication. If anybody from Bacolod goes to Cebu and shows up there, I vow to drown them with Cebu's San Miguel and let them know Cebu is a drinking city too. Just bragging. I'm on vacation here, and I'm loving it.