Of the six full days we were in El Nido, we had only one—yes, one—sunny day. And that was Friday the 13th.
We’ve been carelessly optimistic about this trip, having been reassured countless times that heavy rains do not usually plague this part of the country. Not Palawan, a dreamy island forever sun-kissed. And definitely not El Nido, the dreamiest of them all.
The rain would lash at us at the most unexpected time. It would pour just when a rainbow has peeked from behind one of the big taraws. It would be like this for days on end, alternating between cloudy skies and rain showers, so we did the only thing we thought could give all this moody weather justice: document it, to remind us that El Nido, for now, is an unfinished business.
We will be back.