“how do they come to the
come to the
come to the God
come to the still waters,
and not love the one who came there with them…”
~sharon olds, “sex without love” 

our eyes moved in hunger, and it was not to fill the emptiness that sat in our guts. you were spontaneity and you attracted me completely. 
so that was how it felt like to surrender to fate; to let myself get lulled by beer and your voice that talked of your escape from home. you see, i am the world’s sadness collector and nobody …

People going to Sagada have proven that it is a place of marvel. Surrounded by rice terraces adorned with mountains cradling caves of the old, I just knew there’s more to this famous place than meets the eye. A discovery made by not only me, but by everyone who visited this part of the mountain province.
The food is just glorious.

Log Cabin – this place has been cited by the Lonely Planet as one of the must-eat places in Sagada. Owned by French Chef Aklay, (real name Philppe Heyer) who decided …

From the Tourist Police Station in Banaue, I waited for the bus going to Bontoc. I had to sit there for almost two hours till a van arrived going to the same destination. The trip took 2 hours on the roughest road you can imagine. One thing is for sure, I won’t be able to explore Bontoc. It was a good thing we had a stop over to take some pictures of Bontoc’s version of rice terraces. Instead of mud used in Banaue, this part of the province used stones.

Bontoc …

After enslaving myself for three days, I decided to reward myself. My thanks to Ron for suggesting Sagada as my destination. The fact that Ron had just started with his new company forced me to leave without him. The morning I got back from the office, I packed my bags and kissed my miserable room goodbye.
My first stop… Banaue! I seriously didn’t know what to do when I got there. But luckily, tour guides were waiting at the drop off point in front of Banaue Hotel. Anyways, I found myself …