. After the storm broke Manila went back into full swing of traffic and some more traffic. For 3 days we avoided the heat by going to the many malls that have air-con and every store known to man. (and all the good food was sold out,check the pic out). After the storm the roads north opened back up and we headed north. Now all the locals in manila told us not to venture north cause the roads were too dangerous to go but what do they know about typhoons? Once we got further north we saw first hand what a typhoon does to half ass built roads on cliffs. When we realized the landslides had come over the road and washed out complete sections of it we understood what the locals had been dealing with for the month before. The whole road was a work in progress with a single lane for the buses and semi's to pass each other. With the roads mostly in pieces there had been no one up where we were so we found ourselves all alone in what is supposed to be the busy towns on busiest weekend of the year for them. After leaving Sagada going to Banaue to see rice terraces that are 2000 years old and still used today we were told of a better place just further up the road, but we needed to rent a jeepney to take us there. We met another couple to split the cost and headed out for the day. Now this is supposed to be an easy hike that everyone and their grandma would do, but i dont know who thought that it would be an easy afternoon hike, the hike down was pretty slippery and steep but my sandels did the trick. once we got to the view point we realized it was worth every step. This place was huge and a picture captures a fraction of what it is. After spending all day wandering the terraces and checking out the waterfall we started the rediculous hike out. it was a hour of steep trail finishing off with just over 500 Man stairs. Even with my long legs it was still a stretch for me. After a few well deserved beers at the top it was time to head back to manila and head further south.
Well it all starts in Vancouver where we both gave up our jobs and a comfy lifestyle for a backpack and dirty laundry. After an awesome send off with tacos and grenades and seeing almost everyone we wanted to we set off. It started with a great 24 hours of skipping across the pacific in koreas finest airline. While on route they served what should have been baby back ribs but when the trays showed up we realized that we had ordered a gross vegetarian korean dish that sounded like baby back ribs. So we ate what was good and pushed the rest away. After changing planes in Korea we boarded what should have been a nice smooth 3 hour flight into manila, well typhoon santi made the last 45 mins feel like a episode of lost which i joked about but raya didnt think it was that funny. So once we landed we were greeted by some serious rain and some wind. The next morning i was too excited to sleep so i wandered around the neighborhood where our hotel was and experienced what a typhoon is(Raya slept through it all)