Unmissable on the beach front of Diniwid beach was this all-white apartment. I loved the minimalism, the ceiling-to-floor glass doors and windows, the white flowy curtains, the bamboo balcony – all that and being away from the famed Boracay crowd but still just few steps away from the shore and the sea salt breeze. Add a good book and a mug of coffee and you have exactly all that you need.
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Outside the Microtel Hotel in the secluded beach of Diniwid, I met two kids who were likely skipping siesta and enjoying themselves in the swing. They were both super friendly, especially the boy, who speaks English. He asked me to push him on a swing really hard. And I did. He said his father’s Italian. His father owns, he said, a local Italian restaurant in Boracay. He talked a lot.
I met his mom that night beside the pool and she confirmed everything the little boy said. He was really madaldal, she said. She invited me to their restaurant but had to say no because I was flying back to Manila the next day.