Hangover from yesterdays Baguio ‘ s glamorous galore ;
Happiness is like a chimera…humbugs…but its good somehow, sometime in our lives we got to indulge ourselves into it.
Baguio: hidden paradise of yesterday….struggling today.
That’s how I described it.
Clear blue morning skies, foggy afternoons, and chilly romantic evenings with friendly peeps around not to mention the lovely, romantic settings for most couples to sit for a while.
Worth the long distance travel.
Transpo is so so cheap..amazing..Cozy lil restaurants, bargain accessories and clothings..weew great.
Dec 28. 8:00 o’clock in the morning.
Shivering from cold yet with full of glee, we rode a jeepney going to Burnham’s park – the mother of all parks in the summer capital of the Phil.
We rode at the Rowboats – the white Swan – and tasted Strawberry “taho” of Baguio…hmm yummy. Took pictures at the different sides & angles, amusements, trees, and boats.
I fell in love with the natives in their indigenous dresses, who would always beam you a warm, friendly smile. Its so funny to see visitors took effort in wearing native’s costumes just to take pictures and pose like natives too…hahaaha…I felt awkward though and nah, wont ever try it. duh.
I fell in love with pine trees, green hills and heights
I fell in love with wild sunflowers strewing everywhere.
I fell in love with bettyful sceneries, the Mansion, real estates and plentiful crafts and beauties of nature.
And most of I fell in Love with cute and gorgeous guys of Baguio…(PMA'ers) hahahahaha juz kidding.
It will always be a good tidings leaving the place.
