Part II: In Baguio
Mage and I agreed to wake up at 9am so we can go to many places. However, because I was really tired and the cold weather stuck up my body to the bed. I woke up at 10am. Mage cooks sumptuous breakfast and I am so thankful with that. We don’t leave their house without eating (one of the reasons why I gained weight, Mage’s Fault! lol!). We started walking from Engineer’s Hill going to our first stop– The Haunted House (Laperal White House) near Teacher’s Camp.
This house has been featured by several media companies bringing in Psychics and Ghost Hunters to freak out viewers! It was said that one team of GMA 7 who was dared to go inside recorded a female voice saying “Nandito kami ngayon“ (We are here now) and several people spotted a boy sitting on the staircase. So, when I took this picture, I didn’t see anything or felt anything. Maybe because I was too far. I didn’t dare to go inside, I might not sleep for several days. Hehe! I saw pictures of the place inside this house and it’s awesome!
We headed down to the place where my high school friends stayed when they went to Baguio– Teacher’s Camp. Mage told me stories about it. He said that the place is spooky too. There were times where guests would think they are with other guests staying in the dormitory but when they woke up, it’s just them.
Teacher’s Camp has a lot of buildings and flowers.
Just beside the flower boxes are benches and pines. Pines all over Baguio.
This place is often used for Pre-wedding shoots.
So we continued our hike to the Botanical Garden. I was hoping to see natives dance but no luck that day. So we just roamed around and tried natives’ clothes.
If you really want to feel Baguio, you have to walk. You wont be tired because of the cold weather and you get to appreciate nature and the city in one place. In this garden, you’ll see diversity. It also shows different racial cultures. They have places for Chinese, Koreans, British, Hindus etc. It also showcases unique architectural design.
I am a lover of anything native. The lady who invited me to try the igorot women’s clothes was so kind and accommodating. You can try different kinds of cultural clothes for only P20.
They call the natives of Baguio “Igorots” (Mountain People). Women wore patadyong (weaved skirt wrapped around the bottom). As far as I can remember, only the members of high ranking officials wore this kind of tops and the head dress. Men, wore bahag a piece of weaved cloth used to cover sensitive part of the body. The color is standard.
We rested at a gazeebo for about 10 mins and decided to ride a cab going to Mines View. Flag down for cabs in Baguio is P30, and from the Botanical Garden, we only paid P70.
This is the entrance of Mines View Park. At the back are different shops selling pasalubong. The tourists were overwhelming when we went there. It’s not even the peak season of Baguio. Imagine if you go here on the day of the Festival, you wouldn’t capture a thing. Just different heads, maybe.
Nature has its way of making you just stand there and watch how gloomy and sunny it can be. It’s amazing seeing the sun chased by the heavy clouds. Good for a cup of coffee in the afternoon.
Aside from the viewing deck, you can also try the horseback riding, P250/30 mins.
Off we go to Burnham Park.
Boating at Burnham Park.
Roamed around the park, sat down near the boating area and talked about life. When it’s finally dark, we went to see the lights. I thought it was Christmas again because the park was filled with different colors. You know the temperature and the lights coincide with your typical Christmas dream when you were a child. One thing that caught my attention is the dancing fountain. I thought you can let the fountain splash water all over you and dance to it. Haha! it’ll be fun to do that. Anyway, the dancing fountain graces in different colors. It’s fun to look at it. I took a 3-min video. You can check the video here.
Since I can’t dance with the fountain, I asked Mage to take a jump shot. It was exhausting! We didn’t get a good shot, but it was fun!
As the night falls, we bought fries from the vendors at Burnham Park. Mage is the cheesy fries eater and I’m the classic, plain and salted. We also stopped by a band playing OPM (Original Pilipino Music, before it was P now it’s Filipino). One thing I noticed in different places in Baguio is their strict implementation of garbage segregation. There are three cans always in every corner of the park or anywhere you go. They also have clean public comfort rooms (doesn’t spoil your time in roaming around).
We went home and rested for two hours. Then we decided to go to a bar, gabbed a Black Russian and talked about life again.
Around 3am we went to an Arroz Caldo stall (rice porridge) at the corner of the street.