Malapascua: Shark Shy
My father still complains about how I made him read the same books about sharks to me over and over again. Both my fascination and my fear have lingered with me. I still sometimes wake up in the night thinking about those godless eyes and rows of razor teeth.
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Boracay: Blown Away
A shadow is chasing me across crystal clear water. Like a bird of prey, it hovers on the surface just behind my left shoulder. I look back, first left then right. Nothing. Yet still the shadow chases me. It is getting closer. I lean back and pull in with my [ read more ]
Philippines: Preserving Paradise

It is a few hours after sunrise. I am walking over soft white sand. Splashing through turquoise shallows. And finally joining the tropical fish dancing between watery sunbeams in a deep cobalt blue sea. Ahead of me are lush, green tropical mountains, still shrouded in a morning mist, and behind [ read more ]
