On Sunday night, Dave, Martine and I got on a bus that was all too cold and seven hours later, we arrived in Baguio. The next morning, we left for Sagada Mountain Province. We left at 8:30 am and arrived in this little town on top of a hill at around mmmm 3pm...thats not the worst of it...we sat on some makeshift seats in the center aisle. I sat next to a man who had three inches of curly hair growing out of his giant mole....
you think i'm joking right? check this out.
yeah not that funny. actually, it was. there were also chickens in the backseat of the bus. mind you, i've never travelled like this anywhere, but hey, you only live once.
there were women that sold vegetables everytime we stopped....they just kinda did it through the windows.
really though? 7 hours is really too much, as you can tell from my very happy expression...However, we were on our way to Sagada, i've never been there before. Its this little town FAR FAR FAR up the mountains and its really clean there and not that many people go there. They're famous for caves and their hanging coffins that is a tradition that they learned from the Indonesians that populated the area before...but some people there still practice that tradition....check it out.
So anyhoo...when we first got there, we wanted to go and check out the caves right away, so we got a tour guide (not sure what his name was but his shorts said jacob) . Jacob spoke almost perfect English, had all of 5 teeth and a wonderful set of 12 fingers...nice! He was amazing though, and he was really really knowledgeable about the caves. We walked for 45 mins seeing some rice terraces and some hanging coffins before getting to the caves.
Now...you walk into the caves expecting the most glorious things in the world, and you hear loud squeeks...bats...you look up, bats...you smell around bat poop...it was so disgusting..and yes, its incredibly slippery and dark and yes i held a shit load of bat shit to save my life. The cave was pitch black and the only thing guiding our path was a gas lamp which you're praying doesn't break.
Then...just when you dont really remember who the hell conned you into going into this guano infested cave, you reach the mecca....
the most gloriously beautiful unreal waterfalls, raw marble floors, cool refreshing water the most amazing place i've ever seen in my life and i've been to the taj mahal!!! you walk around and do the rest of the path barefoot since its easier to grip..and martine and i got down and dirty in our bathing suits...no joke, we had to do some indiana jones ass stuff...ie climing up waterfalls with the water splashing in your face, using ropes to climb down walls, crawling through crevices...turning and spinning gripping on small rocks to move through the cave, every five minutes was another challenge that you swear you can't do, but then you finish it all, and you feel so accomplished.
i'd do it again!
thats our only light source!!!oh yeah...
the injuries suffered:
i fell into a small pool when i asked dave to push my ass up a waterfall.
martine's ass got burned by the lantern HAHAHHAHA
martine's boob was exposed for dave and jacob to see...dave was trying to help her up against the current of a waterfall and a little nipslip happened. HAHHAHAHA
i have a lot more from this past few days, but i'll post tomorrow or something..it might be overload.
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