Yes, I know it is beautiful. I am not blind. But the thing is, the main draw of Panglao is out-of-this-world, utterly gorgeous scuba diving. My skills in this department is limited to diving for soggy cereal in my breakfast bowl, and being here now, completely knowledgeable of the unreachable, ethereal universe beneath the blue of this ocean, absolutely corrodes my soul.
I am seething with envy, stranded here, watching divers come and go, wondering what marvels they must have seen underwater. Deep breaths. I should not stab one. It is not their fault I am a moron at scuba diving.