This stuff was just stellar. Unfortunately on the way up, I arrived rather late, and didn't get to appreciate the granduer. Then coming down, because I didn't know the view would be so good, I didn't set myself up to have a window seat till late in the trip, and by then light was fading then. But this 6 hour, $5 bus ride from Baguio to Sagada is actually one of the highlights of my trip. Well, mostly just the 2 hours closest to Sagada.
One is given the impression before going to the mountains that the rice terraces are just in certain towns. But, no, they follow this road for 2 hours. Some/many are no longer cultivated, but many are. Wow.
Pics above taken around 5 at night out the window of the bus that I would later be throwing up on. Luckily the first time it was at a rest stop. The next, an hour later, I was equipped with a plastic bag, which I then dropped out the window. Six hours of non stop bumps and turns on a full stomach of food, beer, soda. Ouch.
Prison cell in the old fort.
View across the harbor from the fort in Intramuros.
View from inside of Manila House, and recreation of an old Intramuros building complex. They have a replica of an old home - the whole place was apparently destroyed several times, lastly in WWII - with amazing flooring, wall decoration, furntiure, etc. No photos allowed. But shows how the elites lived in 1850. Pretty swank. But I'll take relative poverty, a nice hot western bath and antibiotics circa 2010, thank you very much.
Door to a field.
