No writer is an island

The little huts on the white coral sand, with their cogon roofs, sawali walls, bamboo-slat flooring and porches affording a sweeping view of mountains, made the writers and panelists feel as if they were in a tribal mountain village beside the sea. The place they forget, it’s a place called Samal Island Beach Park owned by Pedro and Susan Durano, well-known in these parts for their coco-charcoal export venture.