Sagada turned Baguio Trip

We were having our Chapter Household then when it was announced that there will be a four-day long weekend towards the end of August due to National Heroes Day and end of Ramadan, the first thing that comes to our mind is to have an out of town trip, Yehey in Sagada.

Arrangement and accommodation has been made by our dear ate Lorie, when i heard in the news the coming of Typhoon Mina. It was signal number 1 then in Benguet and the travel agency deliberately says upon their monitoring everything was cleared. I just thought that if anyone of my group doesn’t want to go, i may defer also the trip but no one does.

The day has come, when we left Manila around 11pm, it was not raining and everyone is excited for long weekend and to see the wonderful creature of God but when we reached Tarlac, Pangasinan and the rest of the town the rain was pouring and i wasn’t able to sleep seeing the flood from every town and knowing what’s waiting for us in a middle of typhoon. All throughout the trip instead of sleeping i was praying and it is the longest ever prayer i did. The hills scarred me a bit.

Yehey, the night is over we were able to surpass the floods, the rocky road, the strong wind, the rain but not the landslide and erosion...yes due to landslide we stopped for more than an hour then suddenly the driver decided that it was not safe to move on and the road is not passable.

Guess what we are near Sagada already 2 hours nalang!, when we turned back and look for a place where we can stay for awhile. We stopped in a Mountain Lunch Restaurant where we had our breakfast; it was so cold and windy. By after lunch it was broadcast that Benguet is in Signal #2, wwhoooaa then finally the group decided to stay for overnight in Baguio and that the travel agency will return our funds.

We were able to reach Baguio safely and thanked the heavens that we had a safe, albeit a quite frightening trip. However, the group wants to go to Vigan instead but I was uncertain and so I stand to just stay in Baguio and enjoy the cold weather, good thing the rest of my friends stayed.

Inspite of the typhoon in Baguio we were able to hear the mass, shop and go around the city.

One thing i realized, never to ignore the message of  God. It’s not appropriate to travel in times of typhoons.

Fianlly, it certainly feels like more of the adventure I was looking for, maybe summer is the best time!