After an ass-numbing drive up north to a quaint little resort whose rooms my boss said resembled a morgue (stark white walls, stark white sheets, flourescent lighting), we looked up and saw a beautiful full moon casting a gentle light on the water. Wow. As in, Wow...can somebody get me a date here?

And this is the beach. It's not Boracay, but it sure isn't crowded.


San Juan, La Union. A long drive, but well worth it.