So waking up, my mother and I found ourselves hungry to soak up as much of our last morning as possible on the beautiful beachfront. So after breakfast, my mom and I head to the boathouse to have one of the divers take us out to the reefs so I could experience some snorkel action amongst the fishies.
Unfortunately, I have no pictures of the experience, but I can only tell you that it was spectacular. The diver through out bread, so the fish could flock in droves to dine on the bread, while I wade around in the water. I saw all sorts of fish, but my favorite was the orange and white clown fish. The fish seemed to follow me after that. I think it was because I had this reflective stripe running down the sides of my swimming trunks. Regardless, the one hour I had was enough to leave an impression on me that will last forever.
Afterwards, my mom heads to pack, and I hit the bar for one last mango daiquiri. We hop in the car, head to the hydrafoil ferry back to Cebu. Our driver in Cebu, Edgar, picks us up, and we leave to see the Taoist temple that was built in Cebu city's peak.Sadly, we had to leave for the airport right after, back to Manila.
One day I will return and possibly live in this place. Let's hope it never develops into an overcrowded tourist jaunt.
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