Why, Baguio? Why?

Hubby went to Baguio last Friday to attend the wake of our beloved Tito Peter (you’ll be missed, Tito). My FIL really wanted to attend the interment but he can’t because of fever and he can’t leave MIL alone. So after packing hubby’s overnight bag, he caught the 6:00PM trip of Victory Liner, regular aircon. According to him, the trip went well except for his seatmate who slept like an ambulance making those weird noises. Anyway, hubby was able to get some sleep and after 6hours and 30minutes, he finally reached Baguio. While waiting to be picked up by his cousins, he was observing Baguio. It was a chilly and he was surprised that a number of teens were still awake at that time.

Hubby has been to Baguio many times before. During his childhood, his teens, our honeymoon, when RJ was two years old and lately, during their office team building. He really loves the climate and the friendly people. It is unfortunate that He’ll be visiting Baguio not for relaxation but because of death in the family.

Saturday started early for everyone. They prepared for holy mass and after the eulogy, the convoy headed for the cemetery. As they were passing through the city proper, hubby noticed that it’s taking some time for the convoy to move. Then he heard the conversation between the other passengers and even though his Ilocano is a bit rusty, he was able to decipher it and they were talking about the construction work being done in that area and they said that the road is perfectly fine and the politicians just want to earn some kickback money. Hubby said to himself, “sorry guys, you have to accept the fact that it is now the system”. Traffic was still at a snail’s pace though hubby can live with it. Maybe drivers from Manila have invaded Baguio and taught the local drivers how to create bottleneck and gridlocks in the busy streets of the Pine City as well as instill in them road courtesy, the Manila way. Lol! But what bothers hubby most was the pollution. Everyone in their shuttle was covering their noses because they can not stand the fumes being emitted by the vehicles around them. May it be private cars/jeepneys/buses/taxis, they all contribute to the pollution. I suddenly remember my last visit to Baguio almost seven years ago. The surrounding is white because of fog and not because of polluted fumes.

Baguio City

at SM Baguio, October 2004

Burnham Park, Baguio City

Burnham Park

I know that traffic, pollution and increase in number of vehicles are signs of progress but the local government can at least do something to minimize these so as not to further damage Baguio’s beauty.

After the interment, hubby left immediately for Manila and while going down Marcos Highway, he would like to ask “Baguio, why did you allow yourself to be polluted…to be ruled by abusive and undisciplined drivers…..to be taken advantaged of by people who are supposed to be your protectors? Why, Baguio? Why?

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Our Favorite Place

We love parks. We love to spread mat on the grass and laze on it, watch the sky, the birds and the pines. We love to feel the cold wind brushing our face, breathe fresh air and to be away from the noisy busy streets of the Metro. We love fresh vegetables, strawberry jam and Good Shepherd’s halaya. In other words, we love Baguio City. The place that is close to our hearts. No, it’s not our hometown and I do not have relatives there. But this is the place where Rhonnel and I spent our first vacation together before we got married. It is also the mute witness to our honeymoon and it’s the place for RJ’s first out of town vacation. The place is relaxing, the foods are superb and the people are nice. Most of all, it’s the most accessible and affordable destination for a long “us time”.

Baguio City is our favorite place for vacations but of course we cannot go there every week. So if we want to unwind and breathe fresh air for a while we either go to Quezon Memorial Circle (the nearest park to our place) or U.P. (on Sundays only for the car-less oval). I just sprawl on the mat while watching Rhonnel and RJ play.

But we spend most of our free time in our small home, watching movies the whole day. That’s the best time I have with my family.

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