Boracay, Philippines

As I mentioned, I managed to get one week off of school, and we decided to go to Boracay.  A tiny island in the Philippines, thats said to have one of the best beaches in the world.  

In order to get to this island, I had to take two buses, two planes, and a ferry, and it took nearly 12 hours to do it all.  The last part of it was super sketchy too.  After taking a bus from what may possibly be the smallest airport ever, we drove for two hours through the countryside, and finally got to a dock.  As soon as we arrive, the power went out.  We are directed toward a boat, have to walk across a plank to get on it (at this point you should realize this wasn't a fancy boat), and then take a 10 minute boat ride.  We dock the boat, get escorted to a little truck.  At this point I have no sweet clue if any of these people have anything to do with my hotel, but since I don't have any other choices at the moment, I go along with it.  Luckily, someone must have known what the hell was going on and who we were, and we made it to our resort.

The trip was pretty sweet.  We were there for 6 days, but really only four because we didn't get in until late on the first night, and we left at 7am on the last day.  We only managed to get 2 days of sun and the rest was overcast and rainy.  Yet, it was still a pretty good time.  The people there were nice and extremely polite, always calling you sir or maam.  The transportation system (if thats what you want to call it) was made up of guys driving dirt bikes or scooters with a big metal sidecar attached to the side.  The bikes hardly had enough power to get up the hills, and we were told that one person actually had to get out and push theirs up a hill. I thought they were pretty sweet though; sketchy as hell, but fun nonetheless.  The beach was awesome, it was about 4km long of white sand and you could get anything you could imagine on the beach, from massages, fresh fruit, drinks or maybe even a Philippino hooker.  This seemed to be pretty popular among the old creepy man crowd.

We were there over New Years, and ended up going on a sailboat/island hopping/snorkling trip on New Years Eve (during the day).  It was only Kris and I, and we had to sit on netting attached to the side of the sailboat.  It wasn't your normal sailboat.  We ended up whipping through huge waves because it was a stormy day, so that was pretty sweet.   We were gone for about 4 and half hours and it cost around $80.We were intially told it would be much cheaper, but at the end of the trip that was the cost I was told, and I was too lazy and tired to argue with the guy.  

There were big dinners all along the beach that night, so we went to one and had a bunch of seafood.  After we went and had some drinks, and watched the fireworks, which seemed to go on all night long.  Although I'm not certain it was from the dinner that night, the next day, I was sick.  Your obviously thinking it was from the drinking but it wasn't.  I felt like ass all day, and then after supper that night, I felt even worse.  Fell asleep around 8ish, and woke up for a nice barf around 1030, which was then accompanied by a fever and some chills.  This was obviously my favorite night of the trip.  Other than that though, the trip went well, and I don't have any complaints, except that I wish we could have stayed longer, and it didn't take an entire day to get to the resort.