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Run To Paradise

I woke up to a beautiful sunny day. No time for a shower. Brush my teeth, slap on some deodorant and I’m ready to go baby!

Ocean View Villa was a good ten-minute walk from the beach. And ten minutes at the speed I walk at- I’ve been told it’s more like a trot. Emerging from the narrow alleys the first sight of White Beach took my breath away. Kicking off my slippers to finally feel that powder soft sand under my feet. The water was so blue it hurt my eyes. I was standing there with the biggest grin on my face.

I was in love with Boracay even before I got here and believe me it was even more beautiful than I’d imagined. Everything was perfect! Not a cloud in sight, hardly any people on the beach and me walking the length of the massive White Beach, saying hello to anyone who looked in my direction.

In Boracay you can walk a long way into the sea before the water riser higher than the waist. The water was so pure and the beach was the cleanest I’ve seen. Really, if this gushing review hasn’t made a believer out of you then you need to read what others have to say about it too. I’m not alone in my obsession with Boracay.

I spent the day being completely useless. Found the perfect spot and just vegetated on the beach. I didn’t even have a book! Who could be bothered with reading in a place like this- that would be blasphemous!

The spot I’d found was close to a tiny beach shack called Sun Down; it’s one of the oldest establishments on the White Beach. I had breakfast there. Then lunch and an early dinner! I had everything I needed- food, shelter and easy access to the occasional cold San Miguel.

Sun Down opened it’s straw doors to beach bums almost twenty ago. It’s owned and run by an Austrian gentleman called Mr. Packy and his lovely Filipino wife Christy. Mr. Packy came to Boracay twenty-two years ago and never left. The two of them were extremely gracious hosts and we had some really interesting conversation.

Mr. Packy is a guy who’s got it all figured out. He looks for the simple joys in life and I could tell that he was a very content man. He wakes up everyday with the sea at his feet and ends each evening with a magnificent sunset. He’s found himself a good woman, a beautiful spot in paradise and friends from across the world.

While I hung out with Mr. Packy and Christy- my friend Lai sent me a message that she’d arrived in Boracay. I asked her to join me at Sun Down and she turned up by about 5 in the evening. She’d just taken a flight from Manila to Caticlan and then a boat to Boracay. We ordered some cheap but delicious Margaritas and Mr. Packy went about making her feel right at home.

Several people came and left Sun Down, we had random conversations with a few of them, but were mostly kept entertained by our host. Being right next to the beach- there are bound to be many creepy crawlies especially at night. Instead of getting bothered by them, Mr Packy had turned them into pets!

We called for some bread and handed tiny pieces to Lai and me, we lined up crumbs and then waited to see who’s got eaten first by the island geckos. The tiny little grey and black lizards were really bold and it didn’t take them half a minute to finish the bread… peeping from the edge of the table to check for seconds.

It was great to catch up with Lai again. Even though we’d just met a few days ago, I found her company familiar and cheering. Both of us were quite in awe of Mr. Packy, who shared some crazy stories from when he was a young lad. The places he’d traveled to and the travelers he’d welcomed into Sun Down.

He also insisted on walking us back. It was pretty late by now and it was a clear night with a million stars. We strolled unhurried down the beach, catching the occasional couple off guard.

Back in my room, I couldn’t help but wonder if I’d ever be able to just leave it all behind and settle for a simple life. It was the pursuit of happiness and a dream that brought me here, but was it enough to make me stay? Being in Boracay in that moment, it felt amazing to indulge in that possibility. I haven’t reached a conclusion yet… but I’m keeping my options open.

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7 Responses to “Run To Paradise”

  1. Nandita says:

    I’ve thought about doing it but im not sure my restless soul could take it for an extended period of time :p

  2. Irfan K Mianda says:

    Not bad, the pictures look photo shopped. i guesss it must be pretty nice to dream and then do it too. I never thought about philippines as a vacation spot before this. dint know enuff i guess.

  3. Sujoy Sen says:

    how long have u been travelling. i only came to know abt ur trip/blog yesterday. have yet to read all the posts and catch up, but it sounds like quite a ride. rock on. when do u return home… if ever :)

  4. Pranjal Bina says:

    lizard racing sounds fun. i shud try it at home, i dont live next to the sea but there still are plenty ‘creepy-crawlies’ in my place. who won?

  5. Advaita Kapoor says:

    not bad ya, place luks awsum

  6. manu says:

    seriously, how ever did you pull this off. ridiculous

  7. ayesha sharma says:

    Its on my list.

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