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Island Hopping

There is a distinct shift in rhythm that happens the moment you step off the plane in the Philippines. The air hits you first, a heavy, warm blanket of humidity that immediately demands you slow down. Out here, trying to rush is a losing battle. The islands dictate the pace, and the best thing you can do is let go and roll with it. Here are some scenes from our recent trip to Boracay and Siargao.