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Thinking of Moving to Baguio City

Moi with Ara and Neri in Baguio

I’ve been toying around with the idea of getting a job in Baguio City. It’s an unusual choice, I know, but let’s just say I’m ready to leave home and test my own wings.

But why Baguio City and not Manila, Cebu, or Makati?

Because baguio stole my heart when I saw the place. and no, i dont mind the hordes of people lining up the streets. I could easily get lost in the sea of faces and execute my dream of being in the middle of a crowd with the faces all blurred up because of the motion.

I’ve been to Baguio the other year for a journalism related seminar and I fell in love with the city of pines. I can actually see myself living in Baguio, scouring the palenke for ukay-ukay or just munching on peanut brittles while walking along the streets of Baguio.

what I love and hate most about the place is the cold, arse freezing climate. I stayed at UP Baguio’s dormitory during my visit and I had the worst bathing experience EVER! First, the water was too cold, add the morning air, and you have a recipe for a frozen arse and chattering teeth. Thank god the dormitory had a few water heaters we could use, or so we thought. The heaters were working all right… I couldn’t even touch the water without feeling a few electric waves soaring in my arm. Ouch. Not taking a bath was not an option (not with so many cuties in the conference room, hehehe), so ice cold water it is. The water was soooo cold I kept on jumping up and down to generate the heat my body needed, not that I got it, but it helped. Also I couldn’t stop cursing, loudly. If the caretaker or my roomies can understand Bisaya they’d be washing my mouth with soap. I know my mother would.

Then again, I can have 24/7 air conditioning for free, right?

Nor am I blind to the city’s faults either. The pollution is creeping up on the city and some of the streets were too dirty by half.

But what city doesnt have it’s patch of dirty laundry?

The downside, I guess, is that I won’t have family there, no one to ask for help, and no home cooked food.

The latter puts a blight on the whole moving away plan…but then so what? I still think it’s time, about time for me to make a fresh start, away from my mother, away from the depressing mood of the city I was born.

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