Halloween is creeping around the corner. Been lying in bed for days, impaired by the sniffles. While I impatiently wait for our flight out of schizo-weathered Sydney on Monday, I hang around my Facebook account’s news feed, swarmed by spooky improvised walker costumes and even spookier ghost stories from people who claim to have the…
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Azalea Residences Baguio: Highland Holiday Haven
The aroma of bacon sizzling in its own fat wafted through the hallway. I sipped my fave instant coffee as I watched my folks tickle our daughter ’til she ran out of breath. Hubby was sprawled on the carpet, his eyes transfixed on the telly screen but couldn’t understand the Tagalog morning news show… Sweet…
Mt. Pulag National Park, Benguet: Mother’s Day Climb
I switched stifling yawns and suppressing chuckles whilst straddled on the bench of our hired pink jeep (Yep you heard me, pink!). A more sluggish hubby donning tightish jeans was seated on the jeep’s roof, the only one from our gang of eight who did so. The thought of him climbing Mt. Pulag, Luzon’s highest…
Random 11 of 2011
2011’s a year of fulfilling dreams: Living in Baguio, visiting India, backpacking with my parents, flying our daughter overseas for the first time, and finally kicking off our round-the-world vagabonding. Each waking day, I am thankful that everything’s falling into place and we never take this opportunity for granted. The hubby and I strive hard…
BenCab Museum
A sack of rice, boxes of groceries, and baskets of farm produce queued along the jeepney aisle. Passengers reshaped shifted every time a new one squeezed in, like tetrominoes in a Tetris game. My legs were devoid of sensation and my arms tried to position themselves comfortably but to no avail. I was, after all,…
Mt. Cabuyao, Benguet: Into the Clouds
Not quite Mt. Pulag. But like other mountains in the Cordillera Region of the Philippines, Mt. Cabuyao at 2,025 meters above sea level, is almost constantly engulfed in a sea of clouds even on a clear summer day. Its renowned two discs called ‘radar’ by locals perched atop the peak, though gargantuan, could easily hide….
Snapshot Saturday: Cure-Dillera
Hot Springs In The Cold
It took a hair-pulling half hour to pack the jeep with passengers. Our then two-month old daughter was getting fidgety. My legs were deadened for getting stuck in an awkward position, and couldn’t stretch them because the floor was occupied by sacks of rice and baskets filled with farm produce. Baguio City’s full on frigid…
Eurotel Event: Baguio Bliss 2011 Part 2
… and I almost forgot about this! Remember two months ago when I was raving about a blissful Baguio weekend care of Eurotel? I ended my post promising to write about our karaoke session which the hotel management arranged for us. Obviously, I haven’t written about it yet nor about the tour they organized for…
Snapshot Saturday: Baguio Bliss
Camp John HayYesterday, we somberly moved out of our Baguio abode. It was our home for five months. As a modern nomadic family, we gotta relocate once more to explore other habitats, and hopefully find that ideal place to “settle down”… whenever/if ever that happens in the future. Contest alert! As a farewell treat (we…