My mother grew up in Dauin, Negros Oriental and while we had been there many times as a child, we never got to visit the nearby Apo Island which looked like a few meters of swim from their shore.
We would have visited the island a few months ago but my cousins were not too keen about it and I now understand why. But I will get back to that later.
I honestly felt very excited and also nervous about the trip. After 26 years of existence, I was finally crossing that short distance to get to that mystical (for . . .