We arose early to have our free breakfast of scrambled eggs, toast, banana and mango. I have a real thing for mango lately, it is so much tastier here than anywhere else I have ever had it.
Once breakfast had been enjoyed we decided to go to Puka beach, this was a place we had heard about from a girl on the beach who said it was white sand, clear waters, without algae, exactly how white beach was supposed to be really. We got on a tricycle outside our hostel and began the 15 minute journey to the other side of the island.
One thing I have noticed around the Philippines is that each area has its own style of tricycles. The ones in Manila only fit two people, the ones in Bohol only fit two, but had a different luggage compartment, and here in Boracay, they fit three in.
At the beach we couldn't believe it, it was genuinely stunning, exactly how we imagined Boracay to be in the first place. The beach was virtually untouched, no buildings, just a few shacks and sunbeds. We settled on sunbeds a little way along the beach and took a dip in the sea. As we have been doing for the past few days we alternated between napping, and dipping ourselves in the sea for most of the day. By about 3 o clock we had got a little peckish so ordered some lunch from the shack that owned our sunbeds, we were a little apprehensive at first, probably a prime place to get food poisoning, but when it came out it was delicious. I had bbq'd chicken and a tomato and cucumber salad.
The guy who ran the shack was jokes, his name was Tito and had a bald head, and then this multicoloured braid thing that stuck out of his head and made him look like a teletubbie. Tinky winky, to be exact. There was also this kid, white and scrawny with glasses, however he was talking to all the Filipinos in Tagalog (I think that's what the language is called) and working in the shack. My theory is similar to that of the jungle book, except for the animals are Filipinos and the little boy looks a bit like the milky bar kid.
After lunch I fell asleep again. Not ideal as I got burnt, joining the burn club that Gabbi and Kieren were founding members of.
We watched the sunset and made our way back to the hostel where we showered and decided to get a few drinks from the shop. As we had eaten lunch so late, none of us were hungry but Gabbi and I tried some Japanese beef dumpling things which were a lot nicer than they looked, and I would definitely have them again.
We went back to play a few drinking games, I wasn't really feeling it but as it was our last night I thought I would have two. It was Kieren, Gabbi, a German guy name florian, Tim, Naomi and a french couple. It was very enjoyable chatting to people from different countries, sometimes I find it difficult to have conversation with other nationalities from Europe due to the language barrier, and very different sense of humours. It got late and I got tired, so after a few rounds of bulls*** Paps and I headed off too bed.