Column #184 Boracay Island
June 1, 2005
Column 184
Boracay Island
The plane is rising, dropping, rattling, shaking it’s way through the storm as it descends towards Kalibo. My hands grip the sides of my seat in fear. The seaweed muffin and tomato juice the flight attendant gave me are churning in my stomach. I close my eyes. Somehow …
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