For our last day in Boracay, we woke up so early to visit the most photographed icon in Boracay, the famous Willy’s Rock. I urged my hubby and our kids that we will never leave Boracay if we can’t visit this spot.
We were eager to go while the rest of our buddies were still sleepy, so tired of last day’s activity, hahaha!
It was a cool morning as we walked outside St. Vincent’s Cottages. We had a limited time (our flight going back to Manila is 3:30 pm) so we opted to ride a tricycle (P60) going to the northern end of Station 1. It wasn’t a boring ride as we saw the non-beach life of Boracay.
When we reached Willy’s Rock, we were more impressed of the sand which was softer and creamier. Morning breeze was wonderful and so the stillness of the water. Tide was low. Willy’s Rock looks like an island. It was at its best for a beautiful photographic angle. Few people were roaming in the area and didn’t stay long. Good for us, we had the place all by ourselves. Early morning is the best time to visit Willy’s Rock. You could have your picture with no intervening people around.
Just a few meters away was the Willy’s Beach Club Hotel (owned by Wilfredo Gelito and his wife Rebecca). The couple behind the Willy’s Rock. The Mediterranean style villas were somewhat impressive. Lounge chairs were in a single line at the beachfront.
We rode again a tricycle going back to the hotel (ten minutes travel time). It’s when we went back that we saw D’Mall, the most popular mall in the island and two banks with ATM machines, Metrobank and BPI.
After our breakfast we headed to the beach to swim. We were surprised when we saw a sandcastle. Julius, our boatman in our island hopping yesterday told us that this was already prohibited as there was an ordinance regulating sandcastle making in the beach area. “Fee involvement” was one of the reasons why it was disappearing in Boracay. We felt very sorry when we saw the sandcastle maker sitting in the sand. His legs were both short (a case of a polio, maybe). He volunteered taking photos but he wasn’t asking for a fee.
At 8 am, someone shouted, “the inspector is coming!” The handicapped guy hurriedly destroyed the beautiful sandcastle he made. It was so pathetic seeing people like him in a beach paradise of Boracay. Whatever his purpose was, we voluntarily gave him money as gratitude for his humble service.
We spent the last two hours in swimming activity with the whole gang. Shen didn’t want to get out of the water. Baby Rion enjoyed soaking her feet. We still wanted to swim for more, but we have to pack-up.
Never mind the commercialized area of Boracay, the establishments that sprouted like mushrooms, the pulsating nightlife and the “crowd”. You have what it takes to enjoy Boracay’s pride, the sugar-fine white sand and the crystal clear waters.
Truly, it was amazing spending time in what has been rated, ” one of the best beaches in the world.”
We’re aiming to go back. Till next time Bora!