What I Was Listening To:
Apart from the first Malapascua playlist, there was only one track that my girlfriends and I can assign as a theme to this weekend:
It’s no secret how I feel for Malapascua. An aunt brought me for the first time in August 2015, and I don’t know, I just fell in love. There was an inexplicable feeling of home. In retrospect, perhaps it was the door opening to a long-time calling? For one thing, I did redirect and relaunched my blog immediately after that trip. Another is that for as long as I can remember, I’ve always just loved being in the water. Since I was a little girl, I knew I wanted to dive. I just never got around to actually doing it, until this trip, either because it was just not very high up on my list of priorities at the time, or I had no time for anything else other than my work preoccupations. One more, is that it could have been the people that I met there. I had just begun to pick myself up from a couple of lost battles, and regaining my confidence. At some point in your life, you forget what it’s like to make new friends. But there I was, making friends out of strangers, talking to Madrileños in Spanish, either of which I barely knew.
Or it may have just been magic. I don’t know.
This time I brought a few girlfriends with me. I needed to share with them what Malapascua did for me, and hoped that it did the same for them.
After one night at Cebu’s Travel Bee Guesthouse (which I highly recommend, by the way), off we went on that 5 hour bus ride to the island.
Besides the other things that I had already done on my previous trip — boating with Mang Intoy, snorkeling, catching that sunset and downing P40 triple rum-cokes at Maldito — we took things a little bit further and hopped on boat for a day trip to Kalanggaman Island, Leyte. It is a two-hour boat ride away, but I assure you — having motion sickness myself, it’s a big enough boat to keep steady. And the destination is absolutely worth it. It is this tiny sandbar approximately 15 kilometers off the coast of Palompon, Leyte.
And if you think that Malapascua is so small and rural that it doesn’t have a night life, you are wrong. If I spent most of my time at Kokay’s Maldito the last time, we added some variety to our itinerary now. We walked a short walk into the town plaza, where the basketball, on Saturday nights, turns into a jungle disco. And islanders, they know how to party! I couldn’t give you directions on how to get there. You just have to ask the locals where it is. Or, just follow the music. 🙂
Have my feelings for Malapascua changed? Not in the slightest. In fact, I loved it even more. So much, I went back a third time! It did seem as though the Malapascua magic had rubbed off on my friends, too, because I might be planning a fourth trip soon. But after four days and three nights, my friends unfortunately had to head back to Manila.
As for me, this weekend warrior soldiers on to Siargao!