It's called Daku Island, which means 'big' in bisaya. That was where we had our lunch: a seafood festival of rice, pansit, grilled prawns, grilled pork, grilled fish...
If you can grill mangoes and watermelons, they would've done that too.
As soon as they brought in the table with the food laid out on banana leaves, our phones and cameras came out, taking numerous photos of the creative spectacle before us in whatever angle we felt captured it best while Dennis was busy fanning flies away.
Omigod. Seriously, he's such a wonderful brother-in-law. I say that all the time. Probably more than I say that about my own sisters! Lol.
But, yeah. The food was good. The beach does that to you, for some reason. Makes you hungrier than normal. Must be the heat. Or the salty air. I don't know.
All I know is this was where Raven got most of her sunburn.
*Raven at 7 years old
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