There
I was having the time of my life swimming and feeling like a pseudo mermaid
when I saw Jade, our Isla de Gigantes guide, shaking off sand from my
Birkenstocks. I told him not to do it as they would eventually become soiled
again. “Baka madulas po kasi
kayo,” he meekly responded.
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