Friday, December 9, 2011

North point 2

(Note: I know this is an extremely late post, 2 months has passed since I promised a part 2. Pardon me.)

Hoping for a calmer weather, we decided to start our trip to La Union in the middle of the day. We were scared out of our wits when we descended the foggy mountains of Baguio. It was such a scary 2 hour ride.

Imagine this: Zero visibility, heavy fog, heavy rains, zigzag roads, cars with no headlights on, and cars surprising you on your way down. You can call me a wuss for not wanting to drive in that condition (let's pretend I could already drive). Anyone would be crazy to drive in that kind of situation. Well, my uncle and my mom are that crazy. 

I was extremely sleepy, but the thrill kept me up. I wanted to close my eyes not because I was tired, but from the butterflies in my stomach. I thought highly of my uncle after the trip for being that brave. Yay for a cray cray family! 

We were wrong in our assumption that the weather was better in San Fernando. To think of it, the weather was worse, minus the crazy fog. It was a good thing the town wasn't prone to floods during the 2 days we were there. My sister and my uncle wanted to play at the local mall's arcade, I just wanted to sleep and play Pottermore. I'm such a lazy-ass sloth. I went to the north to sleep and play Pottermore, such a thrilling vacation! 

My favorite thing about San Fernando, aside from the beaches, is a restaurant called Subong Kawali. They have the best kinilaw I've ever tasted. I think I had all two servings to myself. I wasn't worried about "getting sick" since this kid has been eating street foods since '94 (Oh, have you tried Morayta's hepa lane? I bet you will be horrified). Since my mom's already a suki at the place (it was her team's favorite tambayan), we we're seated at the meeting area. We were so comfortable, we were a mess. We were the only people laughing and chatting inside. I loved that particular moment of our trip. 

It was already Monday and it was time for us to head back to Manila. A trip to the north wouldn't be complete without passing by Manaoag. 

On our way there, we picked these two up at a Total gas station. 
We stopped by Manaoag for a quick reflection and prayer. It's still one of my favorite places in the Philippines.

P.S. One last thing. This man can do anything, I guess. 


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