I’m always overwhelmed by a random unfussy trip to my top-the-list-but-no-budget-to-visit dream destinations. Aside from the idea that it’s completely free, it’s such a breath of fresh air to have somebody organized it for you that all you have to do is bring yourself, agree to what was planned, enjoy the ride and chillax. Often than not, they were always the best dream ever came true. And my 2007 trip to Boracay is no-exemption. My sister phone in Tuesday night asking if it’s possible to file my vacation leave from Friday to Monday the same week because she’s planning of taking us out-of-town for summer. Ever defensive, she started explaining herself why it came so short notice and continued discussing details on her so called once-in-the-blue-moon out-of-the-town treats. I, on the other line, was busy organizing my thoughts while puzzled imagining the whole picture. You know the mini heart attack you get when you heard something from someone...