hei guys! wazzup??
its been a long time isnt it?
anyhoo, ill be posting about my baguio trip with wengy and our other adventures..
okay.. lets begin it with: WALA MIY PICTURES NA MA.POST.
wala man gud miy cam when we went there and the VGA cam of my phone is sooooooooo low.tech using it to expose and view the wonders and beauty of baguio would be a crime. so we ended up using weng's phone which cannot, in any way transfer the pictures from the phone to a pc and vice versa. so as of the moment, retrieving the pictures is IMPOSSIBLe.
so now, what im going to do is to make chika na lang to you guys our adventures..
there were three places and houses where weng and i stayed.
and we have classified it into three.
the first one is the "suburbs". this was where we stayed ni weng when we were planning to tour baguio and meet fr. chris. its a house which my brother is looking after (care taker gud!). no one lives there and its a BIG house made of bricks. it on a hillside and there are no houses directly beside it. so i guess you can say its kinda creepy. pero its in an exclusive village naman kasi. so there are still people there, mostly squatters (ironic noh?) anyway, basta creepy xa slyt and my gahd! SUPER tugnaw! kada ligo namo kai kirig gyud!
the second one is the "outskirts". so this house is on the outskirts of baguio na. its an hour away form baguio. this is where my brother and his family resides. so here, its not kinda cold na.. but the water is still freezing.
the third one is the "barrio (sakto ba ni weng??)". this place, as weng have told many of you, is dalupirip,benguet. barrio ni xa as in the real sense of the word. tanan naka.immersion sa lumbia would understand this right?? anyway, its like this. my sis-in-law is an fbi, full blooded igorot. and dalupirip is an ibaloy town. now ibaloy is a tribe of the igorots. dalupirip is also where my sis-in-laws' ancestral house is so they decided to bring us there for the holy week. and it is where, especially me, we had the most fun.
pasenxa na if this post is gona be kinda long..
anyway, im gona be talking alittle about geography and math in the next few lines.
so its like this. baguio is a little over 45000 ft above sea level.
the place where my brother's house is is around 13000 ft asl. (so you can just imagine how much distace, in this case height, we traveled). now the barrio is 8000 ft asl.
so that from baguio to the barrio that would be 37000 ft right?
and we traveled that distance through a jeepney.
i slept most of the way, so i didn't see much but weng told something like "grabe guyud ganina, chien! mga 1 cm na lang jud ta away from the cliff!"
anyway, i said i didnt see much but that doesnt mean that i didn't see anything. so ill try my best to describe to you guys what the scenery was.
so try to remember the feel and the view when you ride the jeep going home from xuhs near the pryce plaza hotel, the one near Lantaw Kagayan where we held our kamustahay. anyway, i think you would see the city right? and then the green side of the other hill.. okay hold on to that view. now imagine the road, instead of it being concrete, imagine it rocky, as in really really rocky and the width of the road has to be at least the size which only one jeep can occupy. now imagine the hill where pryce hotel is located put 5 hills the same size of that hill on top of each other. thats more or less the height of the mountain we traveled. okay so im getting tired of describing it na. anyway, remember the view near lantaw and pryce? okay imagine yourself on top of the mountain (i told you to imagine by stacking up 5 hills of the same size) being on a jeep, on an absolutely rocky and bumpy road, looking over the city. okay. scratch the city in your imagination and put a river in it. with lots of BIG BIG rocks along it shoreline (shoreline?). of course, since your on the top of the mountain, those rocks would have to be quite small when you look at it from where you are. then there's also another mountain of the same size on the other side of the river.
so that's it. that's the scenery from our view. i dont think i did a very good job describing it to you, but its something like that.
anyway, we still had to cross a hanging bridge (same length as that of Carmen bridge, i think) and ricefieldSSSsss to get to my sis-in-laws' ancestral house.
sa barrio walay signal. that's why di mo macontact ni weng. wala puy tv. pero mareach xa sa electricity. and! danhi ko na amaze, refreshing keo ilang tubig from the faucet didto! bugnaw na xa daan! well di jud ice cold pero cool xa! and you can drink it directly from the faucet, di na kailangan i.boil or anything like that, di pa man pud gud corrupted ang place.
since the place was an ibaloy town they speak ibaloy. and not many of them speak tagalog. so it was hard for us to communicate with the people there but they were very welcoming and warm. so technically, weng and i would talk to each other most of the time. super bonding moment jud.. and since its a barrio, the day starts really early and ends really really as well. people there sleep at 7pm and wake up by 4 am. you naman us, weng and i, city girls baya mi! its either the day starts really late and ends really late. sometimes it doesn't even end at all! so na windang ang among mga body clocks!
anyway, on one of the nights nga natulog (tapad mi matulog kay yaya man gud nako xa as well as shield for all kinds of mumus and insektos yah know!) na ang the rest of the barrio ug kami na lang ang galurat pa ang mga mata we talked about high school.. naks! nostalgia na namen..
we were talking about all our obstacles and challenges as a class. pati na rin our moderators.. how we conquered competitions. i can't tell you everything we talked about coz i cant really remember na pero there was something special about that moment when we were talking about. we were laughing our hearts out with every thought that crossed our minds.. basta there were alot LOt LOT l0t of things.. oo nga pala.. i have something to tell you about wengy.. he has a new kind of laugh right now, its wat i call the uwak laugh.. actually, for me, dili xa laugh its an expression of horror.. but apparently, it must be funny coz my cute and dear nephew giggles everytime wengy does this uwak laugh of his/her.
anyway, at that time for me, all those things seemed like a distant memory something i can only be thinking of but cannot really grasp. it was like holding sand in my hands and trying my best to keep it there but knowing its nature, no matter what you do the sand finds its way out. but the experience of trying to keep it there was satisfying. it was fun too! i had weng with me di ba? i know high school is the thing of the past. but holding on to that past, to those memories is an entirely different experience. and its an experience thats even more fun if you have others to hold on to it with you. so i guess, the moments when we reminisce high school with each other will always be treasured as well. its one thing to remember the past and to treasure the present.
i was grateful to have weng with me at that moment. all this time, i have been thinking of high school memories on my own, but having weng with me there helping me to remember allt hose moments even the tiny minute details (apparently chada pa gihapon ang memorizing skills ni weng).. it was absolutely fun. and as much as i treasured our high school memories, i treasured that moment.. and i envy you guys there.. kahit na your living your own lives na, you still find time to hang out with each other. those moments must be really special for you guys, i really hope it is. and i guess i also realized that i don't really miss the memories, i don't really miss high school that much anymore, its really that i Miss YOU ALL.. coz i know that when im with you guys, everything- everything about high school also comes back to me..
anyway, this post is getting kinda long already and kapoi na mag.type.. ill try to post the other details one of this days..
-chienese
btw, to the secret lover of an ogilvian
haha! i once
liked an ogilvian very VERY much (never xa ni come to a point of LOVE)
anyway, the journey was aweful. not because of the person but because of my stupid head. wala naq na kaya so i told that person, after that things were fine! it wasn't a romantic and fairytale ending every girl would have wished for but things were fine.. and i eventually loved the person-- but only as a friend..
you can try telling the person you know, it helps voicing out your feelings.. it really helps..
