Rest high above the clouds, no restrictions.

For the love of surf (and Kinna Kwan), Calicoan Island happened last October. It was five days of surfing lifestyling because charging on those double to triple overhead waves would be utter madness. But instead of me telling you how much Andok's chicken we consumed, or how we used up our lifetime's quota of hitchhiking, let me tell you...

...that for five days, the trees served as our walls, and the sky, our roof...