As I attempt to start this story, I try to recollect my memories on how it all started. How did I got my self hiking this monstrous mountain. Towards the end of 2015, I finally faced my fears and hiked… Continue Reading →
I remember there was someone knocking at our door. It was my grandma talking to my mom. After conversing my mom went back to me and my sister trying to brief us of what is going to happen. Hahaha… yes… Continue Reading →
Last year during the Baguio Arts Festival which was a week before the Panagbenga Festival, I was lucky to witness the traditional dances of the Cordilleras. Here are some of their dances.
Nestled on the slopes of a mountain top, the Tam-awan Village was created to help preserve and nurture the traditional Cordillera culture while introducing it to the rest of the world. Though this village was just recreated to simulate a… Continue Reading →
One of the so many photos that I took of Burnham Park, this was taken early in the morning with the famous Baguio fog still seen. This reminds me so much of the city and how romance embraces it. I… Continue Reading →