PG overnighter

Being in Puerto Galera was comfortable. I was glad to play “tour guide” to Iza and Cos—both of whom had never been to PG. 1 realization though: the quiet of Talipanan is for me. Not the confusion of White Beach. Certainly not the frenetic Sabang, the decaying La Laguna, or the too-uppity Coco Beach. I like the Lost/Survivor vibe of Haligi, but I just can’t get over the ominous feeling that the boat won’t come back for you and you’ll have to make like Tom Hanks without Wilson.

So between sleeping and swimming, I managed to find time and companions to reveal Talipanan to…and of course, once again eat at Luka’s! We met the owners and their cute little son, Emiliano, and basked in the sound of the waves and European music in the background. A hammock, sea breeze, waves, and Italian food—good for the body and soul!

It was a very laidback OB. And a welcome change. We got “Heroes” symbol tattoos to boot!