From time to time there are places I´m dreaming off, even though I already left it a long time ago. One of these magical places is the beach from El Nido. I run down the beach, surrounded by palm trees, after I move into my cottage in front of the ocean. I am surprised, that several locals are talking to me, while I wade with my feed through the warm water. They are friendly and very interested to get to know where I´m from and willing to give me a lot of tips for the best beaches around the island. I feel satisfied and even a short shower of rain isn´t able to change this warm and unique feeling. Instead I have the honor to see one of the most amazing sunsets combined with a spectacular rainbow. It´s a strange holiday melancholy that wants me to stay there, even though I know that old friends and new places are waiting for me.
A Fish Named Fred