Boracay as world’s
best? ‘Hardly,’ says LA Times travel editor
Calls WV’s tourist
destination a big disappointment
By FLORENCE F. HIBIONADA
/ PNS
May 29, 2013
CALIFORNIA, USA – More fun
in the Philippines? Maybe. Or to borrow the word of a Los Angeles (LA)
Times Travel Editor, “hardly.” The reason? Boracay, the Philippines’
hyped-up tourist destination that generated a big “thumbs-down” from a
renowned Travel Writer.
Located in Western Visayas
Region, Boracay fell short – very short – of the expectations of
Catherine Hamm who incidentally has since counted and considered the
Philippines as among her 34 places called “home.”
A principal figure in LA
Times Travel Section since 1999, Hamm became the paper’s Travel Editor
in 2003. Interviews granted by Hamm revealed fond stories of her
Manila stay during her childhood following her father’s employ with
the US Federal Government.
Hamm in Sunday’s LA Times
edition wrote a lengthy piece of last year’s Boracay visit entitled
“The best island in the world? Hardly.” It was to be one of the day’s
main stories that had Boracay summed up by Hamm as the island that
“doesn’t live up to the high expectations.”
“Can a million and a half
people be wrong?...Can Travel & Leisure be wrong?....Can Trip Advisor
be wrong?,” Hamm’s article began as she explained that the said figure
was the expected visitors of Boracay this year and “Travel & Leisure”
being the magazine that dubbed Boracay as “best island in the world.”
Trip Advisor on the other hand is the popular website cum traveler’s
best guide online that considered Boracay as a “Travelers’ Choice 2013
Winner.”
For Hamm, all three “could
be wrong. Or misguided” followed by “Or I could be.”
And with writing style
distinct to Hamm, her article continued stating that Boracay lovers
may not be beach experts.
“Maybe they don’t suffer
guilt about the poverty or the damage to the environment,” she quipped
with her dislike for Boracay compared to Manila’s heat and humidity.
The latter even emerged as the better option for Hamm though with her
piece concluding that she was better off with Manila’s smog, traffic
and heat.
Such as she expressed her
disappointment of not finding “the hoped-for-piece of paradise…..”
“If Boracay had been a first
date, there wouldn’t have been a second. We just weren’t right for
each other. I should have known that from the minute I arrived at the
hotel,” she wrote.
Hamm stayed at the plush
Boracay Regency where she took particular note of hotel policy cum
warning that charges will be made should the linens be stained. The
stains being that of Henna Tatto, coconut oil or hair dye.
For Hamm, the hotel policy
was a little too much saying she did not understand why she would be
charged in the first place saying “What would I be doing that would
cause me to damage the sheets like this?”
Hamm also chided Boracay’s
road network from the main port calling it “pot-holed obstacle
courses” and the stream of Boracay vendors and human traffic as “a bit
overwhelming.”
Hamm in the same article
also made mention of a news story that wrote of damage to the island’s
corals. Said recollection had her quit her “little relaxation” at a
snorkel stop.
“…I remembered that the
coral that I could now see clearly has been so badly damaged that the
Philippine Daily Inquirer reported last year that less than a tenth of
it remains in its original state. Coral is critical for marine life. I
wasn’t helping. I got out of the water,” she said.
Yet it was to be sight of
children begging and mothers with children in tow likewise asking for
money that turned off Hamm.
“We didn’t need a henna
tattoo or a coconut oil massage and we didn’t want the guilt,” she
said while stressing that what she actually came for was the promise
of yet another hotel, Discovery Shores, “the hotel that had started me
on this Boracay fever dream.”
Voted by Travel & Leisure as
the Fourth Best Hotel in the world, Discovery Shores likewise was a
disappointment for Hamm and chided for the failed promise of “barefoot
elegance.”
“It was a bit of a hike to
our room at Moorish-looking Discovery Shores, but things were looking
up. Our accommodations included a living room, a bedroom and a small
kitchen,” she wrote. “Our bellman explained the large bowl on the
floor in which yellow flowers floated on water. Someone would be by
soon to give us a welcome foot massage.” Sadly, the masseuse never
came or in Hamm’s words was “MIA” or was Missing In Action.
Yet massages or not, Hamm
had her enough impressions of Boracay.
“No number of spa treatments
was going to change my impression of Boracay, a place for partyers or
rich people, of which I am neither,” she concluded. “This wasn’t a
love match – not for me. Maybe 30 years ago when Boracay and I were
less overdeveloped.”