Quaint City of Mountain Province


Sagada

Sagada, the coolest spot I’ve been to in the Philippines and I have traveled to many areas of the archipelago. The city of Sagada is in Mountain Province a province to the east of the city of Baguio (the summer capital of the islands because of its cooler temperatures) and the province of Benguet. Though probably most noted for its hanging coffins it is a city and province of much beauty and serene hills and valleys. And let’s not forget the, Sagada Rice Terraces. Though on a smaller scale than Banaue’s Rice Terraces they are just as beautiful to behold. 

Though Banaue isn't far away their terraces were sculpted from dirt.  The Sagada terraces were developed from rock.
Though Banaue isn’t far away their terraces were sculpted from dirt. The Sagada terraces were developed from rock.
Hanging coffins in Echo-Valley Sagada
Hanging coffins in Echo-Valley Sagada


More Natural Beauty, the Waterfalls

Waterfalls and Caves

The big - OK Falls
The big – OK Falls


You may think that a waterfall needs to be big and forceful, but I tell you a tall but sinewy drop is aesthetically just as

Native spelunkers
Native spelunkers

pleasing if not more so…for lovers. And I believe the Filipino to be a romantic, loving and caring people. You can walk the downtown area and it is clean. They have their market set up in front of one of the hotels where the bus stops and passengers get out to walk and stretch and have something to eat.

 

Sagada-Saturday-street-market
Sagada-Saturday-street-market

Great Stuff on Amazon

Books to Help With Your Philippine Travels of Mountain Province

Traveling Mountain Province

This is a Beautiful Province

Rice Terraces, Waterfalls, Caves, Hanging Coffins

If you go, please send pics for me to download.

Steve Richie

Hi folks, Two lives in one lifetime. The first me, lived to age thirty-four. That Steve was overly confident and oozing with pride. Then, on a record heat-setting day (107º) here in the Twin Cities area of Minnesota and western Wisconsin, a one car near-fatal wreck left me in a two-month long coma. I emerged much as I was before minus certain physical capabilities, but my mind seemed mostly in tact. The crash and its effects did not change me (I emerged a happy individual) but the deeds perpetrated against me in the ensuing months from my wife of sixteen years scared and humbled me as I was dragged down with nothing left by my wife who now had guardianship over all of our accounts. And neither would she allow me to see our kids. She took everything out of, "Our" names and changed them to her name only; then would not allow me to our home and divorced me. I was angry, but no more. I spent half of 1988 and more than half of 1989 in hospitals, nursing homes and a three month stint at a head-injury rehab center where I was being taught how to re-enter society as this different person, that I didn't know. I was not able to return to my previous line of work, a self-employed decorator, you know, painting and paperhanging. It was a physical job which required much dexterity, finesse, and a good grasp of numbers. I returned to the beginning, school, but on a community college level. One of the instructor's liked my writing and I began focusing my attention on that. I attended classes at, "The Loft," A Place for Writers in Minneapolis. While there, a classmate of mine was having her friend from New York, a CBS executive, to her home for the holidays and asked me if she could do a critique on a couple chapters of a book I was writing, "A Day I'll Never Remember" and I obliged. When she returned to class the following Monday she told me that the exec wanted a ten-page synopsis of the book for a possible movie; I was excited. After obliging for that also, I never saw or heard from her or the guy from CBS. Next thing I knew I was watching a movie called, "Regarding Henry" starring Harrison Ford and the scenes of therapy were exactly like what I went through and had written about. Regarding Henry - could've been my story except that, "Henry" got his head injury from a gunshot and his wife stayed with him throughout the ordeal. Coincidence I'm sure, though, the therapy scenes entailed what I described in the book so I always wondered..... My hope, my dream is to bolster our income for my daughter and for myself. I am and have been raising this beautiful, talented little girl who was diagnosed with autism at age two, since 2006 singlehandedly. I divorced her mother the same year following complaints that I spent too much time with our daughter. However, Stephanie began school with no need for special education. She has been reading since age four and understanding what she'd read. Stephanie maintains straight "A's" on her report card, has published two books (through school) and has been selected as an, "Honors" student for seventh grade English. My ex moved to New York to be closer to her sister and has been remarried now for a number of years. Well, that's only a snippet of my sixty-one years and I would like to thank you for reading, thank you.

3 comments

  • Thank you for the kind words. You will always be welcome here.
    I live in Baguio, but i have visited Sagada and it is beautiful. I know the Philippines is nothing compared to the beauty and the wonders of nature in your land, but we do appreciate what we have. We do look up to your nation, in fact probably the most common childhood dream you will hear from our people is that they would love to set foot on US oil. I included maybe from watching too much western movies. But we Filipinos love our traditions and culture and that what makes us stay here and appreciate what little we have. Our family bond is bonds are strong and that is what we are proud of.
    May God bless you always and in all your travels.

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    • Hi Cathy,

      I appreciate your welcoming words. I have also been to Baguio three times and spent the night in your pretty city before heading on to Sagada. I was surprised to get cold (in sa Pilipinas) but it happened in Baguio the first time and also in Sagada when the sun went down in those cities I wished that I’d brought my sweatshirt, but I learned a lesson and will bring it the next time. I enjoyed sa ‘ganda bulaklak festival and enjoyed the American feel to Baguio.

      It is always better to appreciate what you have, than, want what you don’t have, so I applaud you!

      I happen to be of the mind that – no matter what or where and no matter how grandiose or how diminutive the site it will be interpreted either way, depending on who you’re with, korek? Have a good day.

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  • I used to read smaller articles or reviews that also make their motive clear and now I see that happening with this piece of writing.

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