Sagada… The Amazing Adventure… Echo Valley

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It’s been 3 months since we’ve been to SAgada mountain Province (wow, this is really a late post)… but when I think of it, I still feel the excitement and awe (and body aches) of all the things I have seen and experienced there. This is still the “ultimate adventure” in my list. While other places I’ve seen and visited are just as amazing, but SAGADA is where you’ll unravel the hidden beauty if you’re willing to give extra efforts yourself… and those efforts are not just a easy as just riding on a bumping jeep or just being lost in train stations… you need to really “work hard” to see SAGADA on its finest! I’ve realized that God is “stashing” somewhere His best and awesome creations for us to discover, so we can better appreciate once we stumble on it! (and by the way, while doing those “efforts”, I remembered praying most of time and talking to Him… Thanking HIM!):

This blog is to chronicle our 3-day first-ever adventure of “cousinhood”:

Long Ride to Sagada via Cabanatuan and Nueva Vizcaya:
We composed of 2 vans. Well, this was my “best” ride actually and they envied me… I SLEPT all the way from our garage up to Sagada town itself! Why? because it was April 16th, the day after the end of “tax-season” and i haven’t had a decent sleep for weeks, and the past 3 days-nights were almost no-sleep at all! So, sorry, while others are complaining about the long-ride, bumpy and twisting roads… Me, naah! zzzz…

AND I woke up at dawn in Sagada proper, revived and fresh!

Echo Valley and Hanging Coffins (and Cemetery)…
No need to waste the time, after breakfast, we head to our first destination, the Echo Valley… we thought, it’s just a visit to museum or park, where we just alight the van, the guide will talk and point interesting stuff, we roam and we leave… hindi pala, We have to trek the upward hill for minutes until we reach a cemetery. Wheew, i shouldn’t have wore this jacket, bonnet, shawl and extra shirt inside (ale-Baguio-attire-cold-weather-effect)… coz we perspired to the bone! and mind you, pavement pa ang trail. Anyways, I was not complaining… it’s just it’s not easy as we thought pala… But, when we get there, it was so peaceful… coz it’s their cemetery :> .. (interesting story here about how do the Igorots treat the dead)…

And we trekked some more to the hills and valley (hingal) to see the hanging coffins, didn’t realize we can come this close to the coffins, eerie, weird, knowing they are resting curling up there (yes, they told us that they are buried, i mean hung, in fetal position):

The first trek back and forth was tiresome (at least for me who is lacking exercise) but worth the visit.

… to be continued …

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