I have only been to the beach four or five times in my life – well that was as far as I can remember. And those few times I was on the beach were marked by significant events in my life. The earliest memory I had of being at the beach was when I was around 5 years old and my cousins and I were playing – I was lying on the floater while my cousins were pushing me towards the water when my back was suddenly stung by a jellyfish. It was such a traumatic experience for me as a child that the next time I would be on the beach won’t be until 13 years later.
My honeymoon with my husband in the island of Boracay was my 3rd (or probably the fourth because I have another childhood memory of being on the beach aside from the one with the “jellyfish” encounter hehe) and the latest one was a couple of weeks ago in a resort just 3 hours away from Manila.