The ironman of travel Yoshimasa Ikeuchi

The setting sun melts into the sea

Dogs and children playing on the beach

Tofu and turf

Hotel Le Soleil

Almond singing

Goodbye party

The beach is still shining today

Writing by the pool

Kotetsu's one word

A beautiful white beach that goes on forever. The feeling of walking on a sandy beach street still remains on the soles of my feet
A mysterious memory that I will never forget.

Thank you Saramat

January 29th-February 5th, 2005

Traveling Iron Man Yoshimasa Ikeuchi

The hotel staffand

the goodbye party
Sevenpeople including the driverTitoparticipated.

The restauranton the sand is a volume performance where the guitar
and singing voice echo.

Almondjumps
in and sings for us.

Romanticsinging voice reaches deep inside the chest I caught the heart
of the traveler and did not let go.

The beach breeze is comfortable on the burning face.
I may meet them again someday

Young people on the Island feel familiar
as if they were old friends.

Get a lot of coins fortipsatthe boat landing.

Even if you put out a big bill,you will not get any change.

The life of the Islanders is simple.

The daily salary ofthe hotel boystarts from around400 yen.
The food you eat is one-fifth that of Japan,
and a small bottle ofbeercosts60yen.

I was surprised that the cheerful
and cheerful Islanders kept their time properly.

The morning of the Island opens with the voice of tofu

sellers and the sound of

"tofu" trumpets.

Children and dogs,couplesand old couples.
The nostalgic view of the sandy beach was firmly
captured inmy heart's camera.

where the setting sun melts into the sea.

A pleasant breeze pats your skin from the morning.

The emerald greensea is still beautiful today.

It seems thatthe powdery sand shines and jumps
every time the clear seawater gathers at the beach.

I captured a lot ofdramaticevening scenes onthe camera,
but one week is too short.

I want to see the beach again, which used more
film than usual.

The sandy road, which is difficult to walk,is now completely familiar to my feet,
and a familiarbeach boycalls out

"Good morning".

Even though

manystaffare at work on the morning of departure
they will unload your luggage.

I'm really worried about
tofuat the last minute
I consulted withAlmond.

In less than a few minutes,

with sweet tofu containingblack honeyandtapioca
(It's called TOFU on the Island)

Only warmtofu
prepared me.

Very satisfied with the encounter.

The amount of soybeans is huge and the texture is silky.
I have nothing to remember with this.

Jerry (30), who had lunch only once.
He took a heavy cameraand sent me off to Panay Island on the opposite bank.

Thank you, Boracay Island! I want to come again.

Epilogue