Our trip to Puka Beach yesterday was a great day out. On a whim, we leapt on the boat and took off for the afternoon - the first time I've been sailing since the storm. Upon arrival, we realised that we were hungry and had forgotten to bring food (we remembered the beer though, funny that...) so Joey and Rolly volunteered to go and track some down for us. An hour later - I kid you not - they returned bearing fried chicken and chips. They'd had to walk to the far end of the beach to find it, but it was truly worth the wait. sometimes the simple things in life can be the best (plus everything tastes better when you are ravenous)! Chicken and chips on the beach washed down with an ice cold beer on a hot day!
Stuffed and sunburned, we sailed home with the sunset while the last remaining fruitbats glided overhead.
Boracay - still magic!