Guys, don’t you wanna swim?! I exasperatedly asked my companions as they lazed under the midday shade of coconut trees, munching on crispy pork lechon and guzzling litros of warm Red Horse beer. Check the water first if it’s any good then come back and convince us some more, was their reply.
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| UNDER KALANGGAMAN ISLAND’S WATERS |
Frustrated, I went off to Kalanggaman Island’s cream-colored sand and dove beneath its azure waters. It enveloped me, warm and crystal clear with nary a current to fight with. The sand beneath, rippling with the filtered rays of the sun, was very fine and soft under foot. I swam farther out, passing beds of sea grass and clumps of corals. I totally forgot about getting back to my friends.
