There weren't any walk in tubs in my MIL's resthouse, something that one could probably enjoy in nearby Bellaroca. But my in laws' home there was a true hideaway, with open balconies and tree houses and the ocean breeze for natural ventilation. My son had the pebbles, the sand, fishes, frogs and chicks to play with aside from the cool, clean water.
So yes, it sucks a little to be back in Manila, just when I have adjusted to sleeping all through the night, lulled by the ocean waves crashing on the shore. But I am thankful that Marinduque helped cure my son of his respiratory woes.
And there will be all the trips back there in the years ahead. After all, it is another home we could keep coming back to.