>Now that we’ve seen it all, it’s time to go back to Manila. Our clothes and packs are dirty and smelly. Little did we know they would still never properly dry. I am currently headed back to the ship with a bag full of moldy clothes.
Here are some photos from around the town.
A view from above
In the grocery store, the only kind of cheese available is Filipino cheese, and it’s in individual packets.
Surprised to see Canadian salmon
And some interesting veggies. I think one is squash leaves, which seem to be popular as an item for sale, although I have yet to see an actual vegetable dish.
Sweet Rice cakes for sale, much like the rice given to me by the lady at the Ifugao hut.
We get caught in a thunderstorm and stop for a coffee.
That is the coffee. I am learning to check everything for ants and was relieved to see I could make it myself.
Again, pigs for sale. The timing is probably good now to buy a nice fat pig for Christmas.
I have talked about “Moma,” the stuff they chew. It is the combination of tobacco, lime and a betel nut. They spit it on the ground and it makes a big red mess everywhere. Hard work stepping around it. Some towns have tried to ban the spitting of it, but some tribes have complained that this is discriminatory.
This guys lips are stained from it. It used to be an Ifugao mark of beauty to have red lips and teeth from chewing Moma.
Note the sign on the steps. These signs are everywhere.
The town square, jeepney and Tricycle central. Banaue is not much to look at.
Sometimes english jokes are only funny to the natives unless you picture it in their accent.
Here we are in front of our much hated Sanafe Lodge. Don’t stay there. They will lock you out or in at 8 pm.
We have a very long bus ride back to Manila. We thought it would arrive 2 am but really it arrived 6am. We bought lots of treats, including Pinipig Loaded, now with 50% more pinipig. That’s my ice cream in the picture. Turns out I wasn’t too grateful for the extra pinipig. Also we have Buko pie, which is young coconut pie. It is a good idea, but they really don’t do pastries right around here.