It's so beautiful.
Boracay holds some of my fondest memories, well, those that I can remember at least, for the past 2 summers. A few firsts in my life have happened on the island. I am not at liberty to list them down as other people were involved, and they may read my blog, but all I can say is, those things will remain 'firsts.' No more second or third helping.
How can some things be so overhyped? Maybe it was just the booze and the bump-and-grind rhythm. Or maybe it was the salty breeze and the rays of the full moon.
Must've been the sunset and the sunrise.