The kids spend hours on end in the sand. Sand, then swim, then back to the sand.
On a tip from a dear friend B, we went "helmet diving." Rama went down twice during our trip. At first she was scared (who wouldn't be?). But got the hang of it. Eventually, she was strolling around underwater on her own. 20 feet under for 20 minutes. Amazing.
We got her a shell necklace, as a souvenir. (The necklace is one of her most prized possessions today - she wears it under layers of winter clothes.) She asked to buy another one: pasalubong for Britney. We hope to see Britney on Saturday to give it to her.
One jetlagged night, she said that the next time we visit Pilipinas, we should "go straight to Boracay."