My Playground

Trip Start Jan 28, 2011
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Trip End May 23, 2011


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Thursday, March 24, 2011

"Don't be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better. What if they are a little course, and you may get your coat soiled or torn? What if you do fail, and get fairly rolled in the dirt once or twice. Up again, you shall never be so afraid of a tumble."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
 
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Sagada is a dream playground for grown-ups.  It was not ideal that I wore all white the day I arrived, but the consequences on my clothes was no deterrent from the joy of running around in a cave and jumping in and out of water, under only the light of an oil lantern.

  

 

 
My Mom and I began our day trip to Sagada with a picture at the scene on the 1000 bill, shopping, and a visit to a museum in Bontoc that introduced us further to the Ifugao people.  Then we proceeded to Sagada -- what would become my playground!


 
 

 

First in Sagada we learned how the locals were buried.  A select few were put in the fetal position in coffins that were placed high up on the cliffs so that the bodies and souls would be sent off into the next world to be reborn again.  The rest were buried together at an entrance to the cave that we were about to explore.  The young, local tour guide and I managed to convince my Mom to enter and descend to nearly the bottom of the cave.  Once we got to a point of no return, my Mom said she had gone far enough, so off I went with the tour guide to see the formations and play in the water while my Mom took in the meditative aspects of the area. 



 








 

 

 
I could have spent days running around climbing, crawling, swimming, and soaking in the adventures that the cave had to offer over and over again.  A real treat.  After frolicking around for several hours, we made our way back to the entrance and to a textile factory and then back to Banaue for our last night in the region.  My body was very happy, and my white pants were ready to retire from a well-lived life in the Sumaging caves of Sagada.

 
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