Island Vibes in Boracay

Boracay is paradise on earth. At first I was hesitant on going, but I really wanted a beach/tropical getaway for myself. Palawan didn’t work out the way I had hoped, so Boracay was the next best thing.

Sometimes, things work out for the best.

If you’ve never been to Boracay or have never seen pictures, just imagine clear blue waters and white powder-like sand. I didn’t take too many photos while on my trip, maybe because I genuinely enjoyed what was in front of me too much that I forgot to stop and take photos. But, the photos that I did take turned out beautiful—and without much effort. I guess when your subject is nearly-flawless, the photos come out perfect. Boracay is definitely nearly-flawless.

I chose not to do any of the water sport activities and excursions because what I really wanted out of this trip was to get a good sense of the island itself. What the heck does that mean? I honestly have no clue. But all I knew was that I wanted to explore areas of the island that didn’t fall on White Beach (also known as Front Beach). I wanted to meet new people whether they were other travelers or locals on the island. I wanted to eat food, good food. I wanted to enjoy every moment even if the moment I was having was just lying under a tree, reading a book, and listening to the sound of the ocean—which by the way, was a very enjoyable moment thank you very much.

Every place I go to, I make it a point to meet new people and possibly make new friends. Boracay was no exception. The island literally has what’s called a “Boracay Pub Crawl” and the motto is “Turning Strangers Into Friends.”


Here’s a little shameless plug (well-deserved shout out for Boracay Pub Crawl), but for anyone reading this: If you ever find yourself traveling to Boracay, especially if you’re traveling alone, make it a point to join the crawl. Just do it. You won’t regret it. (Unless you go overboard with the drinking, then you might regret it. So don’t drink too much and you’re golden.) I’ve joined other pub crawls before (in other cities) and while each one has had their own style, this one takes the win. The structure is almost fool-proof. The “captains” are the red shirt ladies/fellas who lead the crawl. You can tell they put in a great amount of effort to make sure everyone is having a good time, regardless if there are introverts and shy party-goers in the group. I also think the whole “island vibe” contributes to the success of this pub crawl specifically because people are generally in a relaxed mood. Being in a relaxed mood makes it a bit easier to open up and socialize with people who you may not have talked to on any other given day. Anyway, that’s the end of my review for Boracay Pub Crawl. I should probably copy and paste this onto Trip Advisor or something…. Probably later.


So yes! I may not have gotten to go parasailing, but I walked away from Boracay having made a few more friends. No regrets here.

After leaving the island, I asked myself if I would go back. As with any other place, of course I would visit again if given the chance. However, this is one of those circumstances where the people I met made the experience worthwhile. If I do return, the experience wouldn’t be the same. But hey, maybe I’ll take that “next time” opportunity to go paddle boarding or something. We’ll just have to wait and see.



Views

The view out of my balcony at Le Soleil de Boracay.
The view out of my balcony at Le Soleil de Boracay.
Taking my morning cup of coffee with this view.. again
Not all the photos I took were of the beach and ocean. My friend calls it “the forest” (It’s not really a forest, but it’s really green like a forest)
The view from a falafel place I ate at. Honestly (and surprisingly) one of the best falafels I have ever had.. and I’ve had a lot of falafels.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Some of the people I met along the way

Boracay Pub Crawl, Pool Party Edition 1.12.17
Boracay Pub Crawl, Pool Party Edition 1.12.17

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