Friday, April 27, 2012

quick chill fix

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Last Friday night after my shift, I decided to come home not only to be in my cousin's wedding but also to hear stories from my big sis' travel to Fermosa. When I asked her if I could come home, she replied a big YES! So there, I packed my bag and went to the bus station at 1:30am, Pangasinan-bound. I arrived at home at around 5:30 but no chance for me to doze off. My big sis already made her travel plan to Baguio and that is in 2 hours. Okay, so that meant breakfast and no bed.hahaha

She chose Baguio because it is a bit cooler there. True enough, the past few days have been extremely hot you could tell like you are being baked in an oven though not really. Plus, it could be a bit booorrriing to just stay home, do nothing and just endure the heat.

So we all prepped up for the trip, mom, dad, big sis et moi. After almost 2 hours of zigzaggy ride, we finally felt the change of temperature. We finally reached Baguio City.

Our first stop: O' Mai Khan, an all-you-can-eat Mongolian buffet.

Big sis has been to this place before but not for the rest of us. But I have tried eating such unlimited Mongolian foodie from Sweet Inspiration, a resto across Ateneo, where I work. Hence, I could make some comparisons.

We were given each a bowl to fill with veggies and spices of our choice. I was looking for some sauce recipe suggestions but there wasn't any. It was really a DIY mixing of ingredients into your bowl.
After choosing my type of Mongolian bowl -- spicy one for sure -- it was then brought to this man in charge of grilling all the mixes together. Spicy mixes are separated from the non-spicy ones.Vegan bowls were cooked in a different area as well.
And voila! My Mongolian bowl! It was not as good as the ones I had in Sweet Inspi but it
was anyway, edible. I wish the nuts were a bit chunky. If there were some noodles to it or if we were given more detailed sauce suggestions, it could have been perfect.
My mom had a very good appetite that day that she also ordered some tempura. But the thing with it was the shrimps were grinded, mixed with some flour then made into this battered foodie. So faux tempura!
After our meal, big sis asked the staff which dessert they recommend. Then they served us O' Mai Khan's blueberry cheesecake. The cake is not so sweet, the texture is just right and the sourness of the blueberries blends in just perfectly.

Snappie shottie with the family :)

We also checked the Safari Lodge and had some snapshots with an elephant head, hunted by the place's founder.
Then, we were off to Botanical Garden, mom's haven! The moment we set foot in this area, my mom couldn't wait to get some cuttings and seeds of plants that caught her eyes. And as the mommy's girl that I am, I sneaked and took some from the garden. So sneaky me! ;) 


Aside from the plants, there were also other attractions in the place such as a tradional house in the Mt. Province, a not so happy-looking brown horse and a lovely stone artwork.


I thought my sneaky stint was over, but not really. Mom saw a flowery vine she would want to have cuttings of it. So then, time to transform one more time and one last time I hope. ;)
 
The sneaky me is tired...but still smiley.

Time for some merienda! Big sis brought us to Choco-Late de Batirol. Both mom and dad liked the place they want to put up something similar in our hometown. Why not? I would love to also have a chill area where my mom could put some plants, simple lounge area to serve some yummy foodie and not to forget, some jazzy, bozza nova music. I'd love that.



So happy to see how they made the famous chocolate de batirol right in front of my eyes.
Pretty interesting! Mom didn't fancy the taste though.


Our final stop was the ever famous Burnham Park. Ate reminisced how she spent her time here when was still studying in college. A hot cup of binatog (white corn kernel with milk and sugar) plus the soothing air in the park = problem solved.



I thought mom's craving for plants ended at the Botanical Garden, but when we strolled around the park and reached the orchidarium, she bought six plants at once. Oh dear, that's my mom and her love for anything from the Kingdom Vegetabilia.

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wander:
O’ Mai Khan
Upper Session Road (Engineer’s Hill)
Baguio City, Philippines

Safari Lodge
191 Leonard Wood Roads,
Baguio City

Chocolate de Batirol

Igorot Garden, Gate 2, Camp John Hay

wonder:
Travelling with the family is one opportunity to get to know each other. Looking forward to another let's-hit-the-road experience with them. :)

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

one hot summer wedding

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A wedding ceremony at 3 in the afternoon this hot summer month is equals to sweat, thirst and impatience. Despite the uncomfy weather though, the family (well my lil bro excluded,being the "anti-family gatherings" that he is) flocked to Lingayen (the provincial capital) to attend my younger cousin's wedding. It is a 30-minute drive from our home so it was not so bad for Dad to drive. We arrived at the church a quarter before the wedding march so my sister, volunteered to be the wedding singer as what she usually does for the family and relatives. She had a pianist and two backup dancers? naahh... backup singers. But I think she was better off without them. Proud lil sister here!!! 

So here goes my big sister, enjoying the wedding songs. She felt like she was having her own concert with all the relatives as her audience. Her song while the bride was walking down the aisle with her parents moved me, I kind of cried. *mushy-senti-mode*
Mom and dad were principal sponsors so they were really dressed up for the occasion. Barong for dad and white dress for mom. Their ensemble looked so warm though which was not at all cool and comfy. But they were not the only ones as the rest of the "ninongs" and "ninangs" wore similar attires.
And because I did not have a particular task in the wedding except for my attendance, I just chilled and had some chitchat with my former housemate and forever cousin Van. :)               
My big sis was also up for some photoshoot so voila! Summery ensemble for the three of us!                         
In the wedding, I also met my lil nephew for the first time. I have been hearing about him from Van but haven't actually met him before. And he happens to have the same name as my first love.hahaha This lil Aaron is such a cutie with his goofie poses! :)
Since this was sort of a family reunion, of course, there were some random snapshots with some relatives.

this was supposed to be a wacky shot!

Tita Daw (bride's mom) in red tank top is such an entertainer! She showed some of her dance moves, so impressive! ;)

 snapshot with the newly-weds
  wonder:   This day was a blast!

 First, My dear cousin bride turns out to be the first among all my cousins who was nauseous she felt like throwing up on her wedding day. Such an epic! ;)
 Second, everybody had a great time doing a lot of talking: chatting, reminiscing childhood years, gossiping, and whathaveyou. 
 Third, there were dancing, laughing, and of course drinking. I love the wine (the label says it is from Portugal) the bride's mom, my aunt, served us. It tastes a bit sour and bitter, and I like it. I love the wedding cake as well because it was so fluffy and not so sweet. We almost finished one layer of it.
 Finally, this affair showed me just how my mom and her dear cousins are like to each other. I envy how they support and protect each other. From their stories, I can tell that their childhood experiences, their fun summer escapades and of course their love for each other have shaped their "Mightybond" cousinhood. For this, I became such a green-eyed monster.

 wander: Lingayen, Pangasinan

Credits to cousin Sassy for the photos :)

Thursday, April 19, 2012

reminiscing Bali's cuddle

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Before I learned about backpacking and travelling on a shoestring, my travels were
more like the cozy-comfy ones, thanks to my forever generous cousin Ate Cris who have always financed most of my lovely-wonderful travels.  For sure, my Bali trip in 2008 was not an exemption. Actually, I was not part of this trip during its "planning stages". My mom and dad were the ones invited for my cousin’s graduation treat in Bali but because it was not possible for them to take the trip, my sister and I took their place. So the moment I learned that we’re part of this trip, I was so giddy I couldn’t wait to -- Ready. Jetset. Go!

A little bit of corporeal suffering must be experienced first
before finally arriving in the land of gods
Our flight itinerary was Manila-Jakarta-Bali, leaving Manila at around 9 in the evening and arriving at Soekarno-Hatta airport by midnight. Our Bali flight was around 6am though which meant we had to stay outside the airport and wait until around 3am for the domestic airport to open. So my big sister and I sat on one of the hard benches outside the airport; there were no lounge chairs, too bad.  

waiting in vain at Soekarno-Hatta airport

Out of curiosity and boredom, we started to people watch. There were not so many people though except for some passengers waiting for their flights. We also spotted a man who was cleaning the dirty floor tiles. 
Some men we saw were smoking we could smell cigar from our seats and some women were wearing head scarves, which is not actually surprising as there are millions of Muslims in the country. 
Since the airport was not so busy then, we felt bored and yes, sleepy, as it was already past midnight. I wrapped myself with my pashmina shawl and tried to doze off.  But the wandering mosquitoes were good at sensing their prey! I was so disturbed I couldn’t sleep and I got mosquito bites all over. Beyond doubt, my plaid shorts and yellow cardigan ensemble was very much fitting! *insert sarcasm here*
The moment the domestic airport opened, we rushed to get in just to wait some more minutes for the check-in counter to, of course, open. At last it did! After waiting to check in, we had to wait once more and that was for us to get on board.  When we finally did, I rushed to pick my seat. AirAsia back then didn’t have seat assignment so my sister and I swiftly got on board afraid to get the “loser” seats. And then I snoozed a bit. After almost two hours, our plane finally touched down. *so relieved *


Godly welcomed in Bali
 My cousin, aunt and uncle picked us up at the airport and we later went to the market to buy some fruits, meat, veggies and whathaveyou. As I was looking around, I saw this old school weighing scale, which looks similar to what we have in the Philippines.


After a few more minutes of road trip, we finally reached our lovely abode for the next three days -- Villa Adindha. :)


 


dine and whine


Balinese god



My big sis signing the guestbook
 The villa nestles in the best site. It is far from the crowded, touristy areas of Bali. Surrounding it are bright green rice terraces which create a beautiful scenery and bring a lot of soothing fresh air. The house itself has three charming bedrooms with a view of the ocean and the terraces, of course. Further, it has an open living and dining area where we dined, chilled and enjoyed each other's company. The yinyang-inspired swimming pool is also so inviting, we enjoyed taking a dip in it.

My dear cousin really has the eye for choosing the best accomodations when travelling. Hence, hitting the road with her does not only mean sightseeing, food hunting, and girlbonding. It also means that after satisfying your wanderlust, you get to rest your soles and relax your tired body in one of the best, most comfortable place, that is Ate Cris' pick.

Merci beaucoup Ate Cris! :)

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wander: Villa Adindha (Jalan Pantai Pererenan, Pererenan, Canggu, Bali)
wonder: “When we share - that is poetry in the prose of life.” --  Sigmund Freud

Sunday, April 15, 2012

ma première carte postale

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My very first "postcard" written in French. Mon professeur asked us to write about our travels via a postcard. Here it goes then, ma carte postale de Banaue:

Chers amis,

La montagne vers le nord a attiré mon coeur!
Pour y arriver, c'est difficile, mais [celà] il en vaut la peine.
Il fait beau donc nous avons donc roulé [en étant] roulé en sur le toit de la jeepney. 
Puis, nous avons marché.
Il fait froid! Mais, la vue est si belle! Les riziéres en terrasses sont belles! La chute d'eau est trés accueillante!

Vous devriez le voir.

Je [vous] t'embrasse,
Angela  
 
 
*Merci beaucoup Rudy for correcting my grammar slips :)


nous avons donc roulé en étant  sur le toit de la jeepney
  
La chute d'eau est trés accueillante!

Les riziéres en terrasses sont belles!
  

Thursday, April 12, 2012

virtual wandering: Château de Saint-Jean de Beauregard

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"So what did you do over the weekend?"

A predictable question to ask on Mondays to get started with my online English training.

"Nothing interesting."
"I stayed home and fixed some things around."
"I went shopping, swimming, biking, etc."

These are the responses students give every time.

But yesterday, Jean Pierre preferred to answer my question with a vurtual tour to Château de Saint-Jean de Beauregard, where he spent his weekend with his family.

April 1, 2012: Il fait beau.

The weather in France these days is beautiful it lightens up the blunt mood of the  people. And so to take advantage of the sun, my student drove his family for a couple of hours to Château de Saint-Jean de Beauregard. This castle, as my student described to me, has a huge garden surrounding it. Out of curiousity, I instantly asked Google to show some images while he was explaining it further to me. And Voila!

the castle nestling in a beautiful landscape
My student said that the 17th-century château is owned by a private French family, not by some royal family as I initially thought. And yesterday, his love for gardening brought him to this place and see the Fête des plantes vivaces it was hosting from March 30 to April 1 of this year. 

The festival's poster
 He told me that the castle was surrounded by a lot of perennial plants displayed by more than a hundred of exhibitors. He was even surprised to see people from the neighboring countries gather for this annual plant event.
 
la cour verte
 
flowers in bloom

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"Flowers don't worry about how they're going to bloom.They just open up, and turn toward the light and that makes them beautiful" - Jim Carrey


wander:  Domaine de Saint-Jean de Beauregard, Saint-Jean de Beauregard, France

wonder: If spring flowers had souls, would they prefer to be placed in an ornate vase for display? or would they rather choose to stay in the garden background  just like the other flowers their kind?

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Theory Busters in Banaue

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My recent trip up north was the best time for me to catch up with my high school buddy Heidi. What's more, this trip turned us into something like myth busters. Oh yes, we got to check whether our theories about this travel would be proven or busted along the way. Hence, we are THE THEORY BUSTERS in Banaue!

Theory 1: People in the mountain province only have nature gods, so if you want to escape from observing the Lenten season, this is the place for you.

This theory is busted!

Proof: As we were waiting to depart Banaue, we saw people gather around what seemed to be a parking area to watch the sinakulo, a Lenten play that shows the passion of Christ, from his trial to his death.

Theory 2: When you spit moma anywhere, you will surely be fined 50 pesos.
Note: Moma is a combination of betel nut, lime paste and tobacco wrapped in a heart-shaped leaf.

The verdict? Busted!  Or maybe people who are in charge of catching "moma spitters" were just taking a day off on Good Friday?
Theory 3: Go for the topload and you will surely experience one hell of a ride.

No doubt it is a theory proven! 

Yes, we were up for this toploading adventure. So we climbed up the roof of the jeepney for this pain in the butt experience! Indeed, we had a hold-on-tight-you-might-fall moment because of the zigzaggy, rocky road. Nevertheless, the view up there was all worth it. :)

Theory 4: Take the jeepney like what the locals do and you are 100% guaranteed to learn where to find the best deals possible.
Proven or busted?

Well, it is PROBUSTED = proven and busted!

It’s a theory proven because the locals give you the easiest way to get from one spot to another. Plus, they give you extra pointers like better get a young (like 9-12 y/o) tour guide when you trek to the falls because you can just pay for how much you can give or better stay in these inns as they give good view of the terraces. Their directions are more than what Google map can offer.



However, it’s also a theory busted. Pourquoi? Simply because sometimes the people you think are merely locals are tour guides as well. Being the latter is what they do for a living; and of course they should make some good money.

On our way to Batad, we asked this man,who we thought to be a local, where to ride the jeepney, what to do in Batad, the places to see there, and whatnot. Along the way, we thought he is just one of the locals so we believed him when he quoted a Php150-fare from Banaue to Batad saddle. We also thought it was a good deal but to our surprise, the fare should have only been Php50, according to the other passengers who happened to be from the area. But it was too late, we already paid him Php300. 

Heid and I were both pissed off but we still managed to laugh and make fun of our “jeepney fare mishap” all throughout our trek to Batad. We walked along with the other trekkers, by the way. No tour guide! :) When we finally reached Simon's Inn, we checked in and went directly to the dining area downstairs. And guess who was there? The man who overcharged us. He was waiting and hoping we could hire him as our tour guide. He was so annoying, overeager to know our itinerary for the next day. Oh dear! Could he just literally and figuratively “get lost!”?

Theory 5. Using a walking stick is just an accessory for those trekkers.

The trail to Batad was busy like the expressway. Oh well, as for the speed of the trekkers, not really. But as you trek, you could see people to and fro Batad and a lot of them with their walking sticks which they prolly have bought or rented from the saddle. At first I thought, these people use walking sticks to complete their trekking ensemble. But after taking a one-hour rocky trail to Batad then another hour of cemented stairway trail to Tappiyah Falls, I succumb. Walking sticks are a must-have when you take unpredictable-bumpy-and-up-and-down treks.  
So yes, my theory is busted!
 
Theory 6. Tuna plus veggies plus rice equals yummy, healthy foodie.

We were trying to be healthy on this trip because trekking is healthy and staying with nature is healthy! So instead of ordering other dishes on the menu, we chose to have tuna, veggies and mountain rice. Sounds yummy! When our meals were served though, we were so surprised to see rice mixed with some vegetables and topped with maybe 5 grams of canned tuna? Oh la la! Seriously? Is this healthy at all? 

Verdict: Busted! Bland taste, unhealthy choice.

Theory 7. We can get a cheaper deal when we hire a kid guide.

Okay, so we were up for a cheap thrill. We did not get any tour guide to reach Batad so we stuck to our plan not to get a guide to get to the falls either. So we woke up early on Saturday, ate breakfast and prepped for the trek. No fuss, we felt that the falls is just behind that big mountain and we could get there in no time. But there were a lot of trails, we couldn’t decide which one to take. So we asked this guy we saw in the neighborhood how to get to Tappiyah. He gave us vague directions and said it is better to hire a guide for only Php500. Okay, we didn’t have enough time to find the trail via a human GPS (that's me and Heid combined) so we eventually gave in BUT in one condition – our guide must be a kiddie one, not him because he charges more. We eventually came to an agreement; he grabbed his little brother for a 200-peso kiddie tour guide to the falls. 

Hence, theory proven! 

Theory 8: The missing tourist will show up once we reach Tappiyah Falls.  
 
Proven. 

While having a chat with a passenger on our way to Banaue, we learned that a Romanian guy went missing Wednesday while swimming in Tappiyah Falls. We heard the same thing when we talked to Ate Julie of the Information Center. So Heid and I jokingly said he’s just waiting for us. He’ll show up when we get there. And this is what actually happened. We started to trek at half past five, Saturday morning and reached our destination after an hour. When we got there, his lifeless body was already sealed in a body bag. We couldn’t dare come close to the falls despite its beauty and preferred to just stay at the view point and watch as his body was being transported from the stream. 

I couldn’t help but wonder, did this man ever think that he’s going to come out alive the moment he jumped into the fast running water? Did he ever have any doubt of what he was about to do then? What was he thinking while he was struggling against the strong current? Did he feel any regret? Did he have a flashback of everything that has happened to him? Did he feel his body separating from his soul when he’s nearing his death? 

If one believes that death is equated to emptiness and nothingness, then there is a fat chance that souls exist. Whether there are souls wandering in the afterlife would be insignificant. However, I would like to imagine him as a wandering soul, still existing with the nature that took his life.

Alright, enough of the existentialist stuff. *wink*

Theory 9. Water from the mountain is potable.

We brought with us bottled water as we trek the falls, but halfway getting there, our drink was already half-empty (imagine the scorching heat and extreme workout it is a must to rehydrate!). But no worries, our little tour guide knew where to get that thirst-quenching, mountain H2O! It must have been my very adaptable tummy, but I didn’t feel any I-better-run-to-the-bathroom-before-it-is-too-late moment. 

Thus, it’s a theory proven! 

Theory 10. I will comeback to Banaue and see more terraces and trek more mountains.

Perhaps. But I prefer to see other undiscovered terraces, not the touristic ones. And I heard there are other beautiful sights around Ifugao, so who knows. :)

wander:
(Oyami bus ride at Php 350;  travel time:  5 hours)
(2) Lamut to Lagawe
(jeepney ride at Php 38; travel time: 1 hour)
(3) Lagawe to Banaue
(jeepney ride at Php 38; travel time: 1 hour)
(4) Banaue town proper to Batad saddle
(toploading at Php150; travel time: 1+ hour)

wonder:
I hope my itchy soles will never get tired of bringing me to different places to see beautiful things. 
I wonder whether I will have the same wanderlust when I grow a bit older. But I am so positive about it. My youthful and energetic mind will surely inspire me in continuously discovering that life outside the box. :)

Cheers!

*Edited photos from Heid's album