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Northern Philippines • The Power of Goodbye

“What did you learn?” is a phrase I used to get asked constantly when I came back from my travels. “What did you see?”, “What did you find?”

This story has no photos or videos, partly because I didn’t take any at the time (Stef couldn’t find any either) and partly because, well, I was too busy learning perhaps the most valuable thing someone ever taught me in my travels. Continue reading Northern Philippines • The Power of Goodbye

Northern Philippines • Life and Death in Batad

I woke up extremely early that morning and took my laptop to work in the balcony of the restaurant, overlooking the breathtaking view of the valley below. Pauline later joined me and asked a bit about what I do and how I started traveling.

Pauline was just merrily backpacking around the world and it seemed that, just like me, she was looking for something. Sadly, we didn’t have time to ponder on what that something was, since we had to get ready for the trip.  Continue reading Northern Philippines • Life and Death in Batad

Northern Philippines • Igorot: The People of the Mountains

The Banaue Community Hall is a large room on the third floor of a big building right in front of the town’s tuk-tuk terminal. They have a set of chairs lined up at the back of the room and the place is near empty as we walk in. The girls sit in the front row and I sit between them in the row behind.

Quick to make good on my newfound resolution to blog about my trip, my camera is right on my lap. Continue reading Northern Philippines • Igorot: The People of the Mountains

Northern Philippines • The Road to Banaue

It must have been a good 10 minutes after meeting Pauline when we were all sitting in the back of one of the three jeepneys that were parked in front of the post office in Sagada, waiting to leave for Banaue.

We’re sitting there surrounded by old ladies carrying big bags full of wares to sell and a chicken. Stef is talking to Pauline, while one of the ladies next to me asks if one of them is my wife and what are we doing in Sagada. The jeepney’s engine starts as soon as I open my mouth to try and answer the lady’s question, careful not to offend anyone or make the blushing in my cheeks too obvious. Suddenly we start rolling out of town and into the valley. Goodbye, Sagada. Continue reading Northern Philippines • The Road to Banaue