In the mountains

So, a last-minute bus ride landed me in the mountain province with two very blonde americans, a worldly aussie and a canadian volunteer. I think this is the first time that I've felt like a tourist in the Philippines. We had quite the adventure yesterday even trying to get here. A 10pm bus ride in a practical freezer car going up slippery roads with no guard rails. Not to mention the fact that we had to stop the bus and walk over the giant landslide that was blocking our path. After our jeep driver stiffed us on 70p, we went to Sagada and saw the stacked coffins in the burial caves. Pretty neat. I didn't get a chance to go to inside the cave, but the town was still pretty neat. Aside from being cold, damp and miserable it was overall a pleasant trip with interesting company. I think one of the highlights of the trip was the Saturday night at the Log Cabin. We had a buffet carefully prepared by a french chef. tasty tasty, along with a candlelight dinner and fireplace. Mmmm yea.

Sorry I don't have the pictures immediately, I'll have to update once I get to Manila. Right now I'm at the internet cafe in Bontoc, a small provincial town, just waiting for my 4pm bus back to the city. The others have decided to do a little more trekking around for the next couple days. As for me, it's back to the sweltering heat and endless busy ness.