ALONE AGAIN (NATURALLY)

So two days ago I was again in Baguio. My first post about it was a bit negative and spur of the moment. I had little budget with me but it was enough to last for 2 days there. It was colder than the usual especially on Day 2.

My body doesn't welcome coldness really. I have said before that i can't use electric fan in number 3 mode and i can't stand aircons too much or else my nose will get clogged.

And in my search for Ate Mina (my interviewee who lost her phone with no permanent address) the Baguio air gets more giddy in its coldness as if turning up the knob of an aircon unit. I can feel that, of course, because aside from my thin skin, i am again alone and it gets colder metaphorically. Dramatic moments of love. Cheka!

Well, it is dramatic. Walking on backpacks along Session road, observing people and looking at people just to check if Ate Mina resembles them. And walking again on a loner leave me alone mode in snobbish Olsen Twins shades. Perfect setting of meeting by passing strangers. But then, since my face doesn't invoke an amiable nature people just walk by me too. Huhuhu. But its fine at least i don't look stupid enough to attract hold uppers.

I scoured 4 hotels in Baguio city. First priority was the nearness to food establishments so off i went inside Hotel 45 along Session. I saw the room and i felt that it was the look of my coffin when i die of loneliness. My face twitched sidewards like a reflex and the hotel girl saw it. I couldn't hide my emotions about my dislikeness for the room so my face muscles had to work it. I just had to get away, far away from there and just vanish. Facial expressions are powerful.

I settled for Belfrantl hotel, a nice one, in the Gen. Luna road just atop the Central Market. It made me feel more lonely though because i had three beds with me but at least it didn't make me feel sleeping inside a coffin. And i have three towels and three pillows all by myself.

So what do i do, my main objective was to look for a person. I bought newspapers (even the dirty ones) and the Newsweek that i read from cover to cover just to kill time. Hang out in cheap coffee shops frequented by people as if i was a spy. Walk again and check out stores. Fortunately on the 2nd day i saw ate Mina near the church and it felt really good to see her at last!

Ate Mina toured me to Tam- awan Village which i really liked. Authentic Ifugao, Bontoc and Batad huts were placed there and scattered around a small mountain. Tourists can even get accomodations on the huts for less than 1,000 a night. I think it's meant only for 2 people since its really small, cozy and very Travel Time. It's an artists village as said on the brochure.

Lots of ME time in Baguio. I think people should try that at one point in their lives. Just be alone in a place you don't have an inkling of---- like in Japan. Very Lost in Transalation.