this seat is taken

Where I almost got lost, Session Road reminded me of Hong Kong, and they tried to make me eat dog meat!

Random photos of my stroll around this small city.

Warmth of the sun on my back up the mountains. I am walking alone today.

Saturday morning. Having a hard time drying my hair because of lack of humidity. The only time I missed Manila.

In this photo you can see my newly acquired secondhand phone, my wallet, my two-year old glasses, and a lottery ticket. Yes, I tried my luck ’cause I oddly felt that there’s a high chance to win the 200M-peso jackpot because the gods will hear me since I am geographically nearer to the heavens. I kid.

I met the moon in Baguio.

View from the 53rd step.

For a second I thought paradise looks like this.

A stranger at the balcony in Oh My Gulay.

Oh My Gulay is like an art museum-slash-restaurant in one.

Isn’t it so Pop?

I was not able to resist the invite of this store. I have a special relationship with secondhand books.

I hope someone finds this gem.

Across Burnham Park is a sports field. I thought of Touch Rugby Football.

I wonder how it feels like playing in a field with the cool air against your face.

On a bench at the Burnham Park. In case you didn’t notice in other posts, I am fond of taking photos of my sneakers.

Stranger by the lake. I am also fond of taking pictures of strangers. They always don’t mind anyway.

Does this mean that I’m a lonely traveler?

My second favorite mixed media artwork at the BenCab museum next to Hannah.

Sunday morning. It’s my turn to taste the special local dish they call Pinikpikan. My friend said they follow a certain ritual in preparing this food. It is Baguio’s version of Tinola.

I got paranoid the whole time I was here because my friends persuaded me to eat dog meat, which I know used to be part of their cuisine. I cannot bear to even think that I would be eating a very cute fluffy puppy.

Arca’s Yard is the best place for book lovers and yoga practitioners. The place serves sweet potato pie and coffee for free. I was not able to take photos inside the cozy room because I was pretty mesmerized with the interior design and collection of books and artifacts by the owner, an Ibaloy woman called Ms. Ninja (pronounced as Nin-ya).

The view from the balcony of Arca’s Yard. This, for me, is the most beautiful picture of Baguio.

While waiting for my lunch at Oh My Gulay. I looked for an exposed roll of film around but unfortunately, the said store was closed on that day.

Going down town from the neighborhood where I stayed. I could have just rolled down the main road. Haha!

Goodbye. Till we meet again!