Date: MAY
25-26, 2019
My sister, PM, has never been to Baguio City. My Dad decided to take us
there for the weekend, and I was so excited since this will be my first time
traveling to Baguio City with my family. I’ve been there with my friends
several times, but going on a road trip with your family feels different.
DAY
1
The scenery at the back of Dine & View Restaurant in Mines View Park |
Lion's Head in Baguio City |
Kennon Road offers a scenic view for travelers bound for Baguio City. The road we were on lies beside the Bued River, and a lot of signs warn the drivers of a possible rockfall or landslide. Kennon Road is prone to landslides, and it can be closed to motorists without warning especially when it rains hard.
One hour and
multiple zigzags later, we were able to reach the famed Lion’s Head. It was my
first time seeing this monument in person, but we opt not to do a stopover
because the parking lot is filled with vehicles. At the base of the monument,
dozens of tourists are trying to find their best shot. We won’t be able to snap
a good picture if we decided to stop. As we entered Baguio City, Dad decided to
take us to Mines View Park first. We had to consult Google Maps because several
roads were closed at that time.
Mom, Dad, and Milky inside Mines View Park |
Mines View
Park is one of the most popular landmarks in the city, and we decided to enter
the park after we ate our breakfast. The last time mom visited the park was
decades ago, and she was surprised seeing all of the developments around the
area. She also shared her disappointment with the present condition of the
park. According to her, the scenery back then was pristine as the park was
surrounded by lush mountains. Today, everything looks different – the lush
mountains are now replaced with homes.
Hollywood Drive-in |
Trapped inside SM Baguio because of the heavy rain |
Mom at one of the mall's balconies |
The muddy Melvin Jones Grandstand |
The rain won't stop |
Armed with our
umbrellas, we decided to walk along Session Road. The gloomy weather did not
stop the tourists from flocking into this famed street. Then, we went to the
empty Melvin Jones Grandstand, waiting for the rain to stop. Before we
returned to the hotel, we searched for a place inside Burnham Park where we can
dine. Our curiosity led us to Kamayan sa Ganza. This restaurant offers Filipino
food, and we ordered barbecue, buttered chicken, and congee.
Mom also asked
Dad if we can drop by the market so she can buy pasalubong. It was already 7:45
PM, and most of the stores selling cheap vegetables are now closed. We ended up
buying strawberry jams and peanut brittles.
Mom standing at The Mansion |
Dad decided to
take us to The Mansion, which is the official summer residence of the
Philippine President. Mom wanted to enter, but the soldiers guarding the gate
won’t let us because the President is inside and there is an event taking place
later in the afternoon. Wright Park is situated on the other side of the road,
and we also went there just to take a photo.
The Baguio
City public market was our final destination before heading home. We rushed
inside to find the stalls selling cheap vegetables, and Mom looked very happy
knowing that the prices were incredibly cheap. We were
supposed to take the shortest way out of Baguio via Kennon Road, but the city
officials decided to close it because of yesterday’s rain. As an alternative,
we took Marcos Highway instead. I slept as we drove through dozens of zigzags,
and woke up near Pugo, La Union. We had a stopover at Jollibee Rosario to eat
breakfast.
Visiting Wright Park |
Mom buying vegetables at the market |
I was looking at my watch while we are traversing SCTEX and NLEX. I felt uneasy because I don't know if I will still be able to refund my bus ticket.
It was already 4:00 PM when we reached Metro Manila, and I was greeted by severe traffic. I was so nervous that my bus would leave and my ticket would go to waste.
We were home by 5:00 PM, and I only had a few minutes to pack my bags. Mom and PM stayed at home, while Dad did his best to drive me safely to the bus station in Cubao. It was a miracle that the bus was still waiting for me at 6:30 PM, and I was able to return to Bicol safely.
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