I used to think that I'll have things figured out by adulthood. (Read 20's post-university.) Surprise! I don't. While 10 year old me would be disappointed and my 16 year old self would definitely panic, present Anne would be totes okay with it. Wow, I never thought I'd say that. Time apparently changes a lot of things. Even people. Even me.

The best thing about living in an archipelago is that you never really run out of beaches. They're pretty abundant and one lifetime isn't enough to see all of them. That and they come in many forms too. The powder white sands are no doubt a tourist favorite but for some reason I like the ones where black and white sands meet. They look so magical to me. But Virgin Island in Puerto Galera, Oriental Mindoro serves up a different charm and one that satisfied me nonetheless.