Baguio used to be my most favorite place.
I used to think of it as my retirement place.
A place to settle down with my future family.
But now, I can't say the same anymore.
Baguio is no longer my fave spot.
Don't get me wrong, that place is still the same wonderful view as ever.
This place is a beautiful escape from the city's pollution and noise.
It has a wonderful weather, lovely scenery - beautiful flowers everywhere, instagramic surroundings,
It has a wonderful weather, lovely scenery - beautiful flowers everywhere, instagramic surroundings,
strawberries, jams, clouds, wind, and the people.
The place feels like you aren't in the Philippines anymore.
What I like most about it is no matter how late you sleep at night you'd still wish to wake up early
cause you wouldn't want to miss the morning walk, the morning breeze, and the morning fog.
I love the early morning and late night walking.
The happiness of strawberry and coffee combination as breakfast brings.
The happiness of strawberry and coffee combination as breakfast brings.
Everything about that place is beautiful.
Even the not-so-nice smell of horse manure at the Wright Park!
This is now my favorite place.
My home.
A place where i can feel safe and homey.
A place where i can feel safe and homey.
A place where I can feel closer to God.
A place where I can be with the nicest people.
People I consider my family and friends.
Yes, I can be anywhere I want to be...
but at the end of the day my heart will still yearn for this place -
but at the end of the day my heart will still yearn for this place -
The place i call my HAVEN