I may become an emotional wreck writing this last Boracay post. Not sure if I’ll be able to hold my shit together. But you’re right, it must be done.
So here we go, people! As I said in my previous post in the Boracay series, there were many different excursions being offered on the beach. Every five steps there was another group of (usually) men ready with their sales pitch and “secret price.”
As soon as we arrived at Manila Airport, I started to get a taste of what the Philippines would be like when four employees at Burger King chimed out greetings to us as we walked in and then spotted a woman giving a massage to two customers eating their lunch.
We couldn’t figure out if she was a Burger King employee or someone’s personal masseuse. I swear she was wearing the BK uniform!