between santiago bay resort’s seemingly perpetual stretch of fine, powder white sand;
secret coves that you discover only when you allow your feet to be led by your curiosity
as to what lurks in the other corners of the place;
to beat the heat of the sleepy sun who just woke up after a cloudy day.
mangodlong resort’s idyllic scenery typical of those tourism photos
advertising the beauty of the philippines;
where hammocks smile between the strength of handsome young coconut trees;
and little huts sit placidly under the heat of the sun or the spontaneous downpour of rain.
between those two resorts in pacijan island, camotes,
i choose not to choose.
(although next time, it would be lovely to stay at the latter.)