The Western Visayas is primarily known as the hopping off point to Boracay. That island of squeaking white sand, indulgence and sin. This however, was an island I knew nothing about. Luckily, I had a good friend, Melasel, I’d grown to know on Panglao who called it her home. I flew into Iloilo, her hometown … More Off the path on Western Visayas