We decided to go for a paraw ride on our second day. After negotiating with a very persistent fixer, we were ready to hop on the boat for a bit of island hopping. Jake and I headed to Jonah's first for our early morning mango-banana shake fix, then the girls and I bought our cocktails-to-go at Loco Frio, which is one of the many perks of the island life--imagine sipping your frozen cocktail while sailing on the open sea. Too perfect. I got a frozen mojito with vodka. Mmmm.
How fitting that the paraw assigned to us had Tanduay for a logo. I was with a bunch of heavy drinkers so it was a perfect match.
The waves were insanely high on our way there. Jake and I sat on the other side and I was soaked by the time we docked. The girls, on the other side, kept laughing and I can hear them chattering all the way over to our side. Yep, we are one noisy group.
Halfway through the ride, we were all arguing with our boatmen where to take us, they kept recommending Baling Hai but we almost ignored their suggestions until we saw the breathtaking view. Baling Hai, it is. How can you not say yes to that view? A secret beach hidden by trees and rocks--amazing. We wasted no time sunbathing, ordering beers, soaking up the view, it was so peaceful there we stayed there for the duration of our two-hour paraw package. No one wanted to get up from the lounges. We were the only ones there, aside from two other girls (the one with the bikini I've been lusting after).
The place was also perfect for a private lunch or candle-lit dinner. There's a secluded area with a dining table all set-up with candles. When we go back to Boracay, I'll make sure Jake and I get to eat there. It's the birthday surpise I never got to throw for him on the island. I really have no idea how to pull this off, though. It's kind of hard to go to the place at night since the only way is by paraw, and the coast guard bans paraws at night, and a long trike ride. Tricycles don't come and go along this area so maybe we'll have to stay at Baling Hai resort instead. It'll be so lovely to stay at one of those houses perched on the trees and rocks. It must feel like a secret paradise all the way up there--to be surrounded by trees with the beach beneath you.
Of course, the highlight of our trip to Baling Hai was the hot bartender. At first we thought he couldn't understand Tagalog so we talked about him the whole time. It was only until we were about to leave that Jake said he's Fil-Am and can therefore understand us. Ooops, there goes our shameless "laglag panty!!!" side comments. The boatmen also said he's the son of the resort owners so double yumm. I really don't have a good picture of him 'cause I was too shy to take one up close. We saw him again that night with a date, chugging down all 15 shots at Cocomangas. So dreamy. Just look at him! Rawr.
After lounging about and getting tons of sun-kissed photos, we headed back to our paraw through the rocks where you emerge on the other side of the beach. Time to head back to Station 1, adios Baling Hai and pretty boy.
wearing bikini from Accessorize, heart-shaped sunnies from H&M
0 comments:
Post a Comment