Except for the "No Trespassing - Private Sign" sign, this deserted island/sandbar just a few minutes from Panglao was left to ourselves as we frolicked on it's white sand beaches and basked under a not-so-hot August sun. When we arrived only a few "wild" cats were seen roaming around in bushes. Apparently, these "feline islanders" were left to tend for their own by their heartless owners. The thought had Liza imagine of things only Stephen King would be interested in.
Our French friends, Miriam, Tuff, Lalol, Olivier and Rachel were obviously having a relaxing time dipping into the (shallow) water before we had lunch. Scott, the new guy (he's Australian), felt more adventurous and trekked around the island. It took him 5 minutes. Kinz, Liza and me stayed on the abandoned shack, bored. (Or hungry because the others were still swimming, and it was already 2 pm.)
Lunch was great. I showed the group how to peel a mango like a banana. They already knew how to, but told me only after a lengthy explanation. Bastards.
I dipped and swam also a bit.
All in all, the trip was worth it really. Not counting the expensive boat (P1500), I recommend coming here every week to meditate and relax. Panglao is just a 20-minute ride from the city.
(More of this set, here.)
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Photos by Ryan Macalandag
Shot using a Nikon D80
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Monday, September 03, 2007
Places: Puntod Island getaway
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