During the weekend, my family and I, together with my cousin Kyle and ate Theresa, braved steep, tortuous and winding roads to get to Sagada. We departed at 4 a.m. from San Fernando City, unexpecting.
To digress a little, the day before, I felt like I had diarrhea. Luckily, I was able to rid myself of everything before the trip. However, while on the road, my mother offered me a Nutella sandwich, which I happily devoured. Unbeknownst to me, the pastry would later be my downfall.
The road to Sagada has a lot of turns, and it feels just like going to Baguio, except that this path is longer and has more turns. The scenery was mostly trees, and rivers and streams littered with lots and lots of rocks, with sizes that varied, as small as my fist to as huge as our house.
A few more bridges, rocks, trees, streams and turns later, we found ourselves in the uncommercialized entrance to Sagada. More trees and mountain ranges had befallen upon us, as if the area was just a continuation of the nature-filled roads that we traversed.
As aforementioned, I had difficulty containing myself. As we realized that we were already in Sagada, the nature’s call turned into a scream, as my insides were crying for help.
Fortunately, I noticed the sign of what I previously researched to be our home for the next two days: the Misty Lodge and Cafe. I urgently told my father that this was where we should stop here, not just because I was in pain, but because this was actually where we would be staying.
I hurried up their stone steps and asked the woman if they had a room for six, not for the purpose of inquiry, but to break the ice. It would have been weird if the first words that came out of my mouth were: “Pwede pong makigamit ng CR?”
They were what I spoke after.
After getting settled, the owners kindly offered to call the tourist guides themselves, which was a convenient system for us.
The itinerary for the day was: Echo Valley and Spelunking at Sumaguing.
Echo Valley was just a short trek through woods past the episcopal church. You could really hear the echo as you shouted.
The more exciting activity of the day was exploring the caves.
Spelunking was a challenging, tiring and fulfilling experience. The difficulty came from trying to stabilize yourself with only the lamp as your light source. Unexpectedly, the ascent was easier than the descent because you would already have learned how to anchor yourself .
Down the abyss.
The most enjoyable part for me was crawling and climbing from rock to rock, the act of finding your ground and weaving your way through the caves. I also enjoyed doing this the next day, when we climbed bigger rocks to reach the chilly pool and river under the majestic Bomod - Ok falls, due for another post.
Descriptions wouldn’t be enough to portray the experience, so I’ll be posting a different set of pictures in a photo post for the first day of Sagada.