December 30 was the most traumatizing day my sister and I had in Boracay. We did an "extreme" sport with my dad: we rode on the "flying fish"!!! It was all fun and exciting during the first few seconds. I found myself going, "Woohoo!!! Yeeeheeee!!" and wondered if there was more to it! I thought, "This is it!? Deng, I can do this!" --- SPOKE TOO SOON! Once the speed boat sped up and the movements got bouncier, I held on to dear life! There was a whole lot of tugging, jerking, hauling, pulling, and whatever adjectives you can use to describe that intense moment! My hands started to ache and stiffen up as I held on tighter and tighter. Sister even fell off and I felt like I was in some dramatic action scene where I stretched out my hand and called her out! "NOOOO!!!!!!" It really wasn't fun anymore! ! ! GAME OVER SUCKER! I AM DONE!Once we hit land, I stared blankly and completely shocked by what just happened. I was so relieved it was over!
DOING THIS POST MAKES ME MISS BORACAY MORE!! Here are some fun memories.
|Cute! Mom and dad playfully cuddle each other because dad was freezing cold while mom was feeling warm in their hotel room!!!|
|I LOVE ME SOME BFAST FOOD!!!!!!!!! --- and this hallway!!! I miss it!!! It's where I warm up before I stuff myself!|
Sunset was taken during my walk with sister later in the afternoon.
|Around 5ish, sister and I went to Station 3 to look for some fun things to buy! We bought a frisbee and 3 bikinis. She was considering a fake RayBan, too. She had me try it so I can see how it looks on me. Mirrors were not available! I also wanted to take this lil cutie home!!! I LOVE IT!!!|
**Day four and five and six to come!**