The day began before breakfast, in the quiet stillness of dawn.
The horizon slowly lit up as the sun broke through the heavy clouds, painting the sky in fiery shades of orange and gold. The sea shimmered gently, as if welcoming a brand-new day.
A short walk later, I found myself at Bulabog Beach.
Here, the breeze swayed the coconut trees, and the calm water reflected the morning sky. Few people were around, giving the place an intimate, peaceful charm. Early mornings in Bulabog always feel like a secret gift of Boracay.
Finally, I returned to White Beach for breakfast.
Sunny-side-up eggs, fresh vegetables, and simple sides made the perfect morning plate. Nothing fancy โ but with the sea as my view, it was better than any luxury buffet
This is how mornings in Boracay unfold: with sunrise, sea breeze, and a plate of simple joy.
Be happy.
