Swimsuit: Ripcurl | Slippers: Havaianas | Crocheted Vest: Zara
So we recently spent Joanna’s birthday weekend over at Pico de Loro in Batangas, a private resort community established by SM Residences, courtesy of her boyfriend: Andrew, who owned a two-bedroom unit. It’s a bit father than Punta Fuego and much more exclusive, with stringent rules for entry in various areas like the beach or the restaurants but don’t fret, there is a hotel there that guests are welcome to stay in overnight so as long as they are endorsed by a member (or you can opt to check www.sulit.com.ph for willing bodies who rent out their units for short-term trips).
So we were all pretty ecstatic to hit the beach again after a month-long hiatus brought about by work and the semi-cold weather last January. Upon arriving, we were pretty much stoked by the impressive facilities–it had a gym, a tennis court, a squash court, a badminton area, a basketball area, multiple restaurants, multiple pools, a beach cove, a convenience store, and several service golf carts on rotation for people to get back to either the hotels or their condominium units–it might have been 3 hours away from the main city but it was pretty much worth the travel time.
Apart from the good food (it’s important to note that it was pretty much pocket-friendly), we spent the entire weekend bonding–we rode the banana boat (everyone fell but me, strange enough), had meal-time double-dates (we tried out every restaurant), and had drinks by the rooftop bar (they were giving away free jello-shots that night). We all were able to relax, most definitely, and enjoy each other’s company.
The place was nothing short of perfect–calling it a “paradise” would almost be apt but would still be a gross understatement. I guess the exclusivity of the place made it available to only a few individuals so there weren’t really that much bodies loitering about (unlike in Boracay); at the same time, it was so quaint–the interiors, the small details were so well-designed and well-thought-out that everything was just pleasant to the eye. It was like being trapped in your own happy world, where time wasn’t of the essence–disconnected from society and its (double) standards.
If you asked me if I would go back, I would–in a heartbeat.
Here are some more photos from the trip:
Bikini: Triangl Beachwear | Slippers: Havaianas | Sunglasses: Sunski