First Farewell Dinner

This first part of the tour had come to an end and here we were sitting in the (almost)-rooftop restaurant of the Bayleaf Hotel in intramuros for this first farewell dinner for this trip.

For me this was with mixed feelings. On the one hand side, there was still a second part of the trip coming – plus the relief, that my ankle was indeed just sprained (and not broken) and I – as such – was able to continue. On the other hand though, only three of us were continuing and another tour leader was waiting for us – so it felt a bit like our little family falling apart – it indeed had been a nice group, with everyone getting along with everyone and everyone looking out for everyone else …

The tour to the highlands of Luzon clearly had been up to my taste. A great combination of individual destinations with different focuses (culture and nature), yet all put together in an active way and truly Philippine – with great people and a great tour leader – – oh, and a bit of gin …

Now let’s see, how the second part scores here …so stay tuned, there is more to come here …

Of a sprained Ankle

Well – I was still on a mountain, right? So there was still the way back ahead of me. My ankle ended up with a new bandage, I also had managed, to get a second walking stick – – so now slowly but surely got going and – one step after the other and highly concentrated – made the 5km hike back to, where the 4WDs were waiting for us. The hike down did follow the same trail as the way in yesterday – and took me just less than three hours to complete. In retrospect, I have to say, considering the circumstances, it worked out quiet well.

Obviously I was very busy on the way down (concentrating on and planning for the next couple of steps), hence no photos from that part – I only restarted taking photos, once I sat in the 4WD and we were heading back to the guesthouse, where our main luggage was stored.

After a lunch in the same coffee shop as yesterday (spaghetti and salad again – no reason, to not go for this yummy and delicious option again) we had the opportunity, to freshen up (i.e. take a shower) – and for me also to assess the damage. – – The foot was swollen considerably and there were bruises all around – clearly this had to be examined by a professional and also an x-ray was called for … a hospital visit was indeed a necessity.

With everyone freshened up, we got onto our bus and engaged into the 120km drive to Manila (with a stop at an outlet mall on the way).

My destination was the Manila Doctors Hospital, where I went through the relevant checks (including x-ray). To make a long story short, the diagnosis in the end was, that the ankle was indeed just sprained and that – with some medication and a bit of rest – I was good to proceed with the trip. So – with the prescription – I got my drugs and was then on the way to the hotel …

You can probably not imagine, how relieved I was at that point in time 🙂 . Remains the question, where I caught more radiation – during the x-ray or during my visit to Chernobyl in September?

Camp Life

Here we were at the viewpoint overlooking the crater lake of Mt.Pinatubo – amazing and fully rewarding after the hike.

We still had plenty of time until sunset – so most of the group made their way down to the beach of the lake (probably a vertical 50m down, reached through a set of stairs). For me however this was not an option at this stage – with a hurting and by now well swollen ankle. So I made it to our paramedic instead, who took well care of me (cooling and proper bandage). Given the overnight nature of our trip, it was an official requirement, to have a paramedic, to come along with each group … I guess, they usually don’t have too much do – – well, this one was in business.

After sunset we got together for a game of cards (UNO pocket, courtesy of REWE) – soon after which dinner was served (some real nice fried bangus, grilled chicken, a pork dish, vegetables and rice). Dessert was do-it-yourself style, with a bonfire, marshmallows and sticks provided. To wash things down, we shared a bottle of gin as well (which turned out to be my last alcohol for the next week).

Most were in bed (or should I say tent and sleeping bag) around 21:00; it had been a strenuous day and also temperatures now had dropped quiet a bit. Also chances for star-gazing were limited, with clouds going through constantly.

Over night it got quiet windy and from within the tent it sounded, as if some heavy rain was going through as well – in the morning though, there was no sign of moist all around – – it turned out, the sound of rain was indeed the sound of the trees in the wind.

Breakfast was a basic affair – but then few things beat a toast with peanut butter and a banana for breakfast, when there is a busy day ahead … and indeed the walk back to base was still ahead of us.

In Baguio

We made it into Baguio in the late afternoon. After some time to freshen up, the group did come together again for a walking tour around town.

With our hotel right next to Burnham Park, we passed by the same, to then immerse ourselves into the streets of the city. The main attraction here were the jeepneys all around – all of them very colorful (much more so, than anywhere else, we had been to so far – incl. Manila), often themed, many a piece of art – and always with the one or other reference to the bible.

We eventually made it to Baguio’s massive market – one of the bigger markets of the Philippines. We passed through the various departments and also got to try the one or other item. We continued to the town’s main church -the Cathedral of Our Lady of Atonement, before heading for a posh dinner in what (supposedly) is the best restaurant in town.

It had been another long day, most in the group were tired – so we called it a day after dinner and a visit to the local SM supermarket.

The high Road to Baguio

After our day of action in and around Sagada, we were back on the road today, to make the good 160km to Baguio. The drive along high and curvy mountain roads in the end took us a good five hours of pure driving time.

With this drive we were finally leaving mountain province, with our first stop at the sign and viewpoint. We continued on the high road – with our next stop at the highest point in the Filipino highway system at 7400ft / 2250m above sea level (according to the sign) near Cattubo, Benguet – a perfect spot for a lunch break …

… and later on for an introduction to one of the more questionable specialties of Filipino cuisine – balut (essentially a fertilized, boiled egg with an embryo inside). Well – I skipped (as did everyone else in the group), balut was just pushing it too far …

More from around Sagada

From the waterfall we made it back up to the main street and a little cafe for lunch (which turned out to be the slowest meal of the whole trip – – but then likely also the freshest, as the vegetables literally had to be taken from the field after our order).

In the afternoon we rented a jeepney and had an interesting (and also somewhat weird / random) drive around some of the other attractions of town.

The starting point was at a weaving mill (with not too much to see – at least for my taste), then on to a pottery. The pottery turned out interesting, as they did not leave it with the normal explanations – but then also gave everyone (who was interested) a try with some clay at the wheel. Never having done pottery myself before, I have to say, it was interesting to actually feel the clay getting into shape.

The pottery was followed by a drive through the area with stops at various viewpoints and at Lake Danum.

The late afternoon then got us back to burial culture – we were now heading for Lumiang Cave, another burial site – with coffins attached to the cave walls.

Overall it had been a worthwhile day with a great variety of activities, plus we were lucky with the weather as well. Dinner at the yogurt place was well earned – as were the ten hours of sleep the night after 😉 .

From Hanging Coffins …

Today was another active day … that we spent exploring the vicinity of Sagada.

We kicked it off for an all day hike connecting the major attractions of tows. The first stop was at the Church of St. Mary the Virgin and from here on to the cemetery and then down into Echo Valley for an introduction to the local burial culture (though burial might not be the right word here).

Traditionally in Sagada coffins are not buried, but are in some way attached to the rock face, for instance at a cliff, but also in caves. The idea here is, to allow the deceased to be closer to heaven, while at the same time keep their remains away from the ground and away from any animals.