News of Boracay closing for rehabilitation has everyone disappointed, but I couldn’t help but remember my first trip there. It was July of 2017, and I traveled alone to the Western reaches of Visayas to experience the tropical paradise that is Boracay. I remember crying my eyes out days before the trip. I was experiencing a depressive episode and my mother was reluctant to come with me, despite the fact that I already bought tickets for the both of us. I told myself that it was fine if I didn’t go. After all, I was feeling unwell and I would be alone, since my mother decided not to push through. But a part of me wanted to go and experience Boracay. I want to see the white beaches, the beautiful islands, and the delicacies the place had to offer. And so despite everything, I decided, “fuck it”. I booked a hotel, packed my bags, and left.
The trip to Boracay was quick. I went via Kalibo and was on the island after 3 hours. Here are some pictures of the hotel I stayed in:
After checking my room, I went out to see the beach.
Honestly, I wasn’t that impressed. The skies were grey and the beach did not have white sand. But I remembered that this was Station 3 in Boracay. Station 1 and 2 definitely had a better view. I resigned myself. After all, I had three days and it was only day 1. I can check station 1 and 2 the next or following day.
The next day had me joining an island tour. The hotel keepers were quick to assist me, as I didn’t really have anything planned for the day. As I was a solo traveler, it was awkward at first because the fellow island hoppers kept asking me why I was alone. However, a family was quick to have me join their escapades so it turned out all right after a while.
We went to Puka Beach first. There’s not much to the island except for the clear, blue skies and the (almost) white beach. I enjoyed my time swimming and taking pictures.
Next we went to Crystal Cove, an island-turned-amusement park.
The island tour took 6 hours! And of course I forgot to put on sunscreen and was sunburned by the time I went back to the hotel. I spent the rest of day two resting. Who knew that an island tour would be that tiring!
I spent the third day at the hotel, once again, because there was some sort of parade and there was no one around to help me get to Station 1. I wasn’t complaining though. More time for me!
Boracay was an experience. Sure, I was alone during the trip, but I met wonderful people along the way. I enjoyed myself thoroughly.
What about you guys? What trip did you take last year?