Monday, 14 November, 2011
No photograph can accurately capture the fine, powdery white sand of Boracay.
In my dreams, it’s like stepping on clouds or marshmallows except that I don’t really know how those feel like.
In reality, it’s like stepping softly on baby powder.
No words can accurately capture the feeling of curling your toes around it.
It’s something to be experienced at least once in your lifetime.