
Hubby and I spent one weekend with friends in one of the rustic places north of Manila named Sagada. The trip has been planned ahead of weeks and luckily, we had the perfect weather – sunny and bright with a cool breeze. There was no itinerary set as everyone in the group had visited Sagada in the past, except for my friend Aldwin and I. All we wanted was a relaxed trip plus a little adventure. And adventure we got, at least from the 30-minute drive from the Baguio town proper to the Halsema hi-way.
When you know that everyone in the car owns at least a GPS-capable smart phone, one would expect NOT getting lost at all. So when we found ourselves in a rough road at the side of a mountain where our tires were just a few inches away from the cliff, our stomachs started to churn. We just had a hearty breakfast in Baguio and puking inside Aldwin’s car could mean friendship over. From the trance-inducing atmosphere inside the car, it suddenly got busy with everyone double-checking their GPS maps. None of us figured any wrong turns we made so we decided to go on and keep our cool. Few more minutes and we got into a narrow rough road where only one car can pass through at a time. As we took our turn, I suggested that we already ask for directions. Hubby, who happened to be on the wheel, asked the driver of the car at the other side waiting for his turn. The driver who may be mistaken as a member of a gang, looked a bit confounded by the question. Either he does not understand Tagalog or he simply was just not in the mood for even a bit of casual talk. He confirmed that we are on the right track by nodding his head, and then looked away. If we are to base credibility on looks, I’d say he’s not telling the truth. LOL. But since we were desperate to get back on course, we went ahead with his snooty confirmation and directions from the maps. We finally caught a glimpse of a paved road just after ten minutes or so. As it turned out, we were on course all along. We mistakenly took the short route provided by the GPS maps instead of the traffic-filled paved road to the hi-way. We did beat the traffic and got out alive, but I, for the love of life, will never take that route again. Even if it means sitting in traffic for an hour or so.

From where we entered in the Halsema hi-way, it took us roughly six hours to get to our destination. Once we arrived, I instantly recognized the rustic charm the place has to offer. Sagada has two famous caves open to public for spelunking – the Lumiang and the Sumaguing caves. We visited both but we only explored the latter. There are also some restaurants that are worth a visit. Pinikpikan House, Yogurt House, Bana’s Cafe, and the Sagada Lemon Pie House are the ones we enjoyed the most. Consistent to its rustic image, one will need to rough it up in Sagada as there are no modern hotel accommodations available. We were lucky to be accommodated at the Residential Lodge. Its location is perfect and is walking distance from most of the good restaurants in Sagada.
Sagada can easily become one’s favorite getaway destination in the North of Manila. Here’s hoping they maintain their charm in the many years to come.
Photo: Diana f+ with Lomography XPro Slide 200



