Babak in Island Garden City Of Samal

My father never allowed us to cross the Samal Island when I was a kid then. This prohibition was due to a bad experience of my parents where they almost drown in a boat trip, one long afternoon. When my balik bayan relatives invited us too a private resort to Samal I was ecstatic hoping my Dad would allow us, luckily he did but with the condition he would come and we will bring with us, our car. This means we have to travel to the Private Island through big barge.


My eyes are well fed with new sightings of Samal. I never bothered to ask where in Samal we are heading to. The only memory I had was the smooth road trip along white rock wide road, with traces of quarries.

We passed by different gates of resorts since the place was at the far end as being the title holder/owner of the Sold sea line now. The house is not that architectural or designers maintained but they have very good accommodation and amenities.

I’ve never dipped in beach for 8 years and Babak’s magic worked on me. Finally it opened my body and enjoyed the moment most especially when my siblings were there. Discovering the down under, snorkeling time. Oops I forgot to mention they had pearly white sand beach too.

I grabbed the chance of a lifetime. At first I was very nervous but it was immediately gone once saw the life down under. It was filled with coral colors I thought I can just witness at discovery channels and the like. I even found nemo and I was deeply fascinated that I followed the beauty never realized that I was snorkeling far from my group. They too, missed me that I was way too far when I docked up and realized I was far from them, I panicked and they came to rescue. I never drowned though but I had to swim back hard to their post and it was the best lesson I learned in snorkeling.

In snorkeling I was in a beautiful aquarium and it was then I found heaven.