The article in the bone of contention is entitled “From Boracay To Greece”. I didn’t get it. I have been to Boracay. It is one of the country’s best island known for its blindingly white and powdery sand beaches. The first time I went, I didn’t have the best of accomodations but I had the best of time and all you could talk about was the algae collecting on your adidas all-terrain. Of course you had to point out that you refuse to wear your Havaianas under such condtion. I don’t recall such a need to disinfect my whole surroundings with baygon and lysol so much that it would have nearly killed me either. And then you lament on your tragedy flying economy class being packed like sardines with OFWs and be disgusted by it as though they carry the plague.
I envied you for seeing Greece. You walked into ancient Greece, stepping into the greatest of all architechtural works. How exciting to be where the finest of writings in literature was born such as the Greek Methology! You were in Athens, home of the most admired thinkers- Plato, Aristotle and Socrates and the dramatists- Euripides and Sophocles. I expected some exciting triumph in your writings, to be able to touch history. Instead, you mentioned about shopping and eating at a food chain. You did mention Parthenon and the Acropolis, “climbing every step in my gold, open-toed sandals”. “After a whole day of sight-seeing I decided I have had enough of the historical sites,” you continued on. You have just seen one of the the most beautiful, historical-rich countries of all, a country that practically molded western civilization and all you could muster was you have had enough of it and that you ended up shopping some more for the rest of your stay. READ MORE HERE!
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