February 15, 2014

Feeling Loved by Malapascua

I spent some time reading and writing at one of those beautiful love seats at Ocean Vida. They are the only resort that has huge bean bags laid out on the beach in the afternoon. Earlier this year, the masseuses starts wearing blue and green uniforms. You can find them waiting for customers on the stretch of Bounty Beach. The massage costs P300.00 My morning stroll, taking all the blueness in. The back of a woman who saw Malapascua in an entirely different light. Jason, a Californian guy, snorkeled by the lighthouse where a  WWII shipwreck can be found. Amid […]
July 25, 2013

Manila Bulletin | Searching for the Wreckage at Malapascua Island

“Logon?” An old man asked me—like others did—where I was going. I shook my head. “Leyte?” “Malapascua,” I answered, somewhat tired of the guessing game. “Ah, Logon,” he said—a fleeting delight like a beautiful memory—crossed his face. Locals especially the old ones, he then shared, insisted that Malapascua is Logon. “So nganong gitawag man siya’g Malapascua? (So why it is called Malapascua?)” I asked interested in the two conflicting names. “Ambot anang mga poreners, day (I don’t know with those foreigners, day),” he said with resignation in his voice. “Magdive ka didto, day? (Will you go diving, day)” Tatay then […]