Sagada Tourist

Sagada again and again -- Biyaheng Pinoy

2008-02-18T11:40:00.003+08:00

this was my third time to visit sagada in a span of a year. i would always leave my heart in sagada and that could be why i've kept on coming back. this time, i've decided to do less trekking and do more talking to the locals. i've met new friends and saw new things to explore.

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Maot Jon

2005-12-11T13:16:00.000+08:00

The following morning after another great meal we did some sightseeing in Sagada. In the region until only a few hundred years ago they would bury their dead in stone coffins either stacked in caves or hung on cliffs. So we went to take a look at a couple of caves (we didn’t go caving) and see some hanging coffins. This was quite a nice way to spend Halloween morning:-)

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Pol (dual*ities)

2005-11-14T05:31:00.000+08:00

It’s been a while since I’ve gone nature tripping. Come to think of it, it’s been a while since I’ve had a real, honest-to-goodness vacation. In fact, the Sagada-Banaue adventure that I had with my friends this past week was, for all intents and purposes, my first (and probably last) vacation this year. It was wonderful to just while away the time, with the earth on my feet, the sky on my head, the wind and rain on my face, and good friends by my side. Despite the long hours of travel, the odd-hour lunches, and the endless hikes, it was actually a very relaxing holiday. It was like we were in a time warp, with no sense of time, and free from the daily grind of city life. It’s the kind of trip that I’d call physically challenging, but restful for the soul.

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Shiko Chan

2005-11-14T05:18:00.000+08:00

He saved his underground memories at Flickr (check his account).

Eric Chao

2005-11-14T05:13:00.000+08:00

We had our breakfast specially prepared by the ladies of George Inn and it was way more delicious and cheaper than Alfredos. Afterwards, we hiked to Echo Valley passing thru the cemetary, the old church, and the old school. The hanging caves are just that, hanging caves, nothing spectacular since you can't even get near them. On the way back, Mars and I decided to have a drink at Shamrock and VOILA! we meet a french woman to which Mars spoke in French. Amazing guy! The next day, the French lady, Anne, sought Mars' help in recovering a lost camera. It's really a wonder how things work out huh? The rest of the day was spent travelling under extreme heat and I almost passed out in the sardine packed jeep. The bus on the way back was no better as it got overheated and so the aircon was shot! The best thing about it was the song-game Joan and I played. We happened to share the same likes in old love songs. I have to say, meeting Joan was one of the best things on the whole trip.

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Ironwulf

2005-11-14T04:50:00.000+08:00

People of Sagada still practice their old traditions and rituals. A walk through their native village of Demang, you’ll sure to pass by a number of Dap-Ay’s. Dap-ay, also called Ato by different tribes is a low-roofed, windowless structure with a small door. In front is a circular structure where improvised stone stools surround the edges and a hearth at the center where they burn fire. This is a sacred place for them as this is where the council of elders makes major decisions regarding socio-political issues, religious rites, settle disputes and where young boys are passed the lessons about disciplines, customs, traditions and taboos.

Another interesting thing in Sagada are their food. A tasty meal I heard is the Pinikpikan Chicken, which have a unique way of preparing. It’s actually a ceremonial dish where they patted (more of like beat) the chicken until the blood clots and die. Then they burn (torch) off the feathers after.

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