boracay hindi bora

im back in boraCAY. (puhlease do not use that awful contraction bora, according to the locals) i used to want to come here every year, at least once. i broke that last year after three consecutive years. this trip was really unplanned. the offer of that media behemoth for this junket came quite unexpectedly. i was hesitating to the very last minute, worried about the million and one things that i need to look into. but in the end, the thought of an all-expenses paid trip to boracay, and the chance to ogle at all the hunks of the network won me over. hihihi

yes, a lot of people here. but i remember seeing much more in my previous trips. the exclusive parties and shows prepared by the network attracted hordes of usiseros, eager to catch a glimpse of an artista or two. i got front row seats at the taping of a show under HOT HOT sun. and it became unbearable after 30mins. the experience was exacerbated by the mega-HOT hunks who were dancing and parading their pecs, abs and biceps. i, of course, maintained my composure. i tried not to look too interested (not sure if i succeeded, though, LOL). i couldnt even take pics of their pecs. sigh.

but the experience of being visually surrounded by all of them was quite enough. will, norman and rafael were taking a dip in the pool in front of us. they were playful, lying on their bellies on their colored inflatables. their bubble butts partially exposed due to loose board shorts. susmaryosep.

the asap sessionistas were on one side of the pool, but mainly on the table, taking their snacks. richard looked so pale and sanitized. but it was duncan ramos who caught my eye while performing. though vertically challenged, it was the bulge that drew my attention, a bulge over such flimsy (gossamer?) white pants! not readily apparent while standing, it was glaring while he moved.

on a more sober note, one of the must things i do when i am on the island is that end-to-end walk. shades, shirtless, ipod, little bag with goggles, cash, i do the trek mid afternoon just in time to catch the sunset famoso. that hike used to have sex as a background theme: the batuhan at the station 3 end used to be so cruisy. but as cc grew older, and the guys at that end became uglier and swishier (hihi), this just became a sunset walk. and it still doesnt fail to uplift me.

at night, the walk would be towards station 1 clubs. it used to be parao and cocomangas. now there's just cocomangas. i used to go there to hunt for prey. but i was successful only once... poor success rate. this time, i didnt even bother to stay and drink. i just checked out the place and had my grilled chorizo and longganiza.

i actually did more work than play there, since i had all these pending items on my worklist. but no complaints. all in all, it was quite an experience, all of it for free courtesy of that network! they have significantly upped the ante on trade shows. heard the other network will try to top it. let's see.

(but nothing much to see there. hihihi)