Calypso-ed

My original plan was to island hop through the Philippines, and to see as much as possible. I made to exactly one island where I was trapped, not by a sea-nymph like Odysseus, but by the spirit of the place itself. Actually, I did meet a lovely Filipina, but it was the island of Boracay, rather than the young lady, which seemed to offer immortality.

Too many happenings for one post, so I will write them in parts this week as the pleasant memories come flooding back. However, in brief, my vacation was this:

Sun, sea, sudden squalls, swimming, sand, scuba, snorkeling, sailing, secret beach caves, San Miguel beer, shorts and sandals everyday, shakes (mango), super fun loving international crowd, seven-dollar massages, sidecars (both a mode of transport and tasty happy hour cocktail), sidestepping the sunglass and wristwatch vendors, and savoring the slow pace of life. A surfeit of pleasures to be sure.