“Standing on the beach on this deliciously steamy Asian night with the scent of frangipani on the breeze and the sand glowing white under the almost-full moon in the clear sky above, I can’t seem to turn my back on the view and walk across the sand to my bungalow to retire. This is one of those special holiday moments I want to remember, so I can call it back when I’m stuck in the rain on a cold and dark winter’s day. So I let my eyes float across the enchanting vista and try to assign every detail to memory...I can’t get enough of the tall glasses of fresh mango juice I order for breakfast; the inquisitive tropical fish that linger in the tepid water just steps from my room; the handmade Philippine sweets left on my bed every evening; and the delicious fruit I eat on my veranda so I can let the juice run along my fingers and drip on the deck...Amanpulo, the boutique resort that occupies all of the Pamalican Island, is a 60-minute charter flight from Manila, and a haven of tranquility and barefoot luxury in the waters of the Philippines’ Sulu Sea.”
The Daily Telegraph, Australiaon Amanpulo, April 2011