I’ve been to Boracay several times already. Definitely not as much as the usual LABORACAY crowd, but my last trip there was my fourth time and every time I go, I experience something different. This trip, I got to visit Ariel’s Point. Confession: I knew nothing about Ariel’s Point when they sent me the itinerary, so I Googled it and thought it was quite interesting. You pay Php2000 for the all-inclusive extravaganza: roundtrip boat ride; buffet lunch and unlimited drinks; and free use of facilities for kayaking, snorkeling and cliff diving.
You get a discount if you are a guest at the Boracay Beach Club; nonetheless, you can book online or as a walk-in. We made reservations 2 days before and gathered at the registration point at 11:00 am, on the day. To get there, we road a boat and they started serving beer the moment we got to our seats. It was, maybe a 30-minute ride, after which we got to the island where we could pick huts or tables to settle in.
While there, you get to enjoy cliff dives from three different heights: 5, 8, and 15 meters or you could go kayaking, snorkeling or simply take a leisurely swim in the sea. An hour from our arrival, lunch was served, but from the moment we arrived at the island, the drinks were overflowing. They were serving beer, sodas and rum coke. They also served banana fritters for an afternoon delight, right before we boarded the boat back.
To Jump or Not to Jump
I posted the photo below during the time I was contemplating over whether to jump or not. When we got there I watched people take their dive down 5 meters, 8 meters and 15 meters. The 15 meter jump looked very ominous and deadly but I watched everyone jump down the 5 meters (some of my companions did right away) and decided I could do it.
Before lunch I made a declaration: “I am going to jump!” and I was quite psyched already. Some people commented on my post on FB and Instragram, telling me to go for it and I thought: “I might as well, you know, I’m already here.” But right before I finished my food I got a message from my best friend: “Crix, careful sa Ariel’s Point… dami kami patient who had accident there before when I worked at Bora”.(Crix be careful at Ariel’s Point. We had lots of patients who had accidents there when I was working in Boracay before.)
Anyway, I didn’t jump. It wasn’t really her text, I am not making her my excuse. I had the same feeling before she messaged, my thoughts just became more certain. I am not afraid of the water (I was swimming without my life vest and going deep with goggles to explore underwater the whole time). I am not afraid of heights (I used to jump from the roof of our house or jump from a high tree). What ate me was the “what if” and when you’re paranoid and can think as far ahead as 10 steps all the time… the YOLO thing has a different interpretation in my head. I only live once and freak accidents can happen anytime.
Anyway, who knows… maybe my calculations will be different in another time? Of the group I was with, five people jumped and they said it was awesome. By the middle of the stretch of time we were there people were drunk already and guys were jumping naked, cupping their groins a they dove. Two girls jumped topless, hugging each other for cover. Ariel’s Point is a different experience. Probably not my kind of fun, but it was for some.
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