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Looking at life in a new perspective

This mini-photo shoot is an attempt to make a bad day into a  good one. I believe it turn out well.

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3 days to go before the adventure of my life!

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Travel Log: Banaue Rice Terraces

A van stopped and parked in front of me. Next thing I knew, the foreigners started unloading the van. Opportunity? Well, it doesn’t hurt to ask so I approached the man driving the van. I told him how we missed the last bus to Baguio and how much we need to go right that moment. He said he knows a terminal station at Banaue with the last bus leaving for Baguio at around 6pm. He’s going back that way and he’d be glad to take us there. He added that Banaue is having a festival and he’d know a place where we could stay for the night if we ever change our minds. Have I told you I dream of seeing the Banaue Rice Terraces since I saw it on a postcard when I was young?

Cloudy road due to heavy rains.

Part of our Journey to the beautiful Banaue Rice Terraces was the long van ride, and a couple of landslides which further lengthen our adventure.

We waited for the road to be cleared up by the DPWH due to a landslide.

When we got to our destination, the sight was simply breathtaking. Yes, it didn’t look like it used to before but it was worth it.

 

 

Life is simple around Banaue. The people are very accomodating. Though we didn’t stay for the festival, at least we were able to shop for woodworks. We had it for a good deal, because when we got to Baguio and saw the exact products, the prices were tripled. Also I was privileged to see the Ifugaos with their wooden bikes.

The Ifugaos’ wooden bikes don’t have the usual gears and chains. They start at the highest point of the road and let the bike take them to the bottom. In order for them to use it again, they have to push the wooden bike up the hill again. They seem to enjoy the ride. I wanted to try it to but the bikes are way too heavy for me.

Our driver who turned out to be our tour guide at Banaue was kind enough to show us around and drop us at the terminal station. We were just in time for the last trip back to Baguio. By that time, I was wondering how we would be able to go to Pagudpod. Since this trip was spontaneous, I let circumstances lead us to where we should be.

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Travel Log: Sagada, Mountain Province

The  Memoir from Benguet

Everything happens for a reason.

I happen to get a hold of this lovely woodwork by accident. Truly, unplanned circumstances are magical in its own way.

The Sagada, Mountain Province trip consisted of more or less 14 hours of bus travel from Laguna via Manila-Baguio-Sagada Route. We only stayed there for one night. As soon as we got there, we registered at the City Hall. We went to the inn to put all our bags.

This is the lodge where we stayed at. They only charge Php200.00 per person. The place is very neat. All the linens smells fresh. They also have clean bathrooms and hot showers.

We had our lunch and immediately went back to the City Hall. We hired a tour guide to show us around. We paid additional for using the van for the tour. Sagada is breathtaking.

My camera died on me way too early but the images I’ve seen is still vivid in my head. After the tour, we went to have dinner at the Lemon Pie House. We resorted to have a breakfast meal – two hotdogs, sunny side up egg, and fried rice. The hostess is very friendly and accommodating. After the meal, we went back to the lodge and had a nice hot shower. That was the end of our day.

The next morning, we decided we have seen the beauty of Sagada. We went back to the Lemon Pie House for breakfast.

My Love and I went to go walk around the city, visiting all the souvenir shops that we can see. Have I told you that everyone in Sagada speaks English with an accent? 🙂 I was drawn to the souvenirs I see that ranges from shirts to bracelets, even woodworks. Everything’s affordable yet we didn’t buy anything.

It’s 12:30pm and we practically missed the last bus back to Baguio. We asked around for other options, like renting a van. The cost made it out of the option. We had to stay another night here again. We have limited time and our plans was to go all the way to Pagudpod, Ilocos Norte. I was definitely sulking, when the opportunity just came right in front of me.

-To be continued-