sunset at tam awan village
a bamboo bridge to a hut in the midst of the tam awan village
oh my gulay!
oh my gulay!
oh my gulay!
bike riding in burnham park
yesterday we landed, literally. we took a plane from Manila to Baguio for an expedited trip, considering it can be up to a 8 or 10 hour bus ride. though it would have been beautiful to sail through the country side; it would have taken too much time we don't have. but luckily as i doze in and out of sleep on the short 45 minute flight, I gandered at the absolute gorgeousness of the cordillera, the mountains in northern luzon. the landscape, exquisite.
we spent our first afternoon taking a peak at this place called "Tam Awan Village." a very beautiful little treasure up in the mountains. Basically this group of folks set up traditional huts of the native people in the cordillera to preserve the history. Folks can also sleep and have accommodation in the huts! which I would highly recommend and want to do on my next visit here. Also the place hosts a core group of artists who reside there. If felt perfect. http://www.tamawanvillage.com/index.php
Then, it rained today. I was sad because I was looking forward to enjoy the gorgeous outdoorness that makes baguio special. But none-the-less we actually found a little more magic inside baguio. A cafe, gallery, and performance space called "Oh my gulay." Which means, "Oh my vegetable." Can you believe it? vegetarian food to top it off AND tofu lumpia! Score! But the most magical part was the space itself. PLEASE check out these photos. No words can describe, but know that my mouth was wide open and grinning freely.
