LARGA FESTIVAL | A Vegetable Fiesta in Sta. Catalina, Ilocos Sur

“How I wish that after 50 years, this festival will still continue and evolve to be one of the grandest in the country, and after 50 years, this blog entry will still remain.”

A very small town west of the city of Vigan in the province of Ilocos Sur, it is very interesting to know that in spite of the small size of the town, it has managed to evolve as an important portion of the economy of the province. Dubbed as the vegetable bowl of the north, the little town of only 9.68 sq. km. in area is blessed with limited fertile farmlands. For the town, size doesn’t matter.

Larga Festival | An Overview

Sun-Kissed Farmer’s Hat

The little town of Sta. Catalina is an agricultural town. But unlike many other agricultural towns, it does not mainly host rice fields. Interestingly, the agricultural lands of Sta. Catalina are planted with cabbages, onions, cauliflowers, and others. The crops I mentioned are just the major produces of the town.

This is the first ever Larga Festival in town with the goal to promote the industries and local products of the municipality especially their vegetable products. However, there are also rice fields and corn fields. So just imagine how diverse the crops grown in this little town.

Fiesta Crowd

This is so far, the first Larga Festival in the town and I am blessed to have witnessed this celebration dedicated to the vegetable farmers in town.

Yes, the farmers deserve a break and recognition since they serve as the foundation of almost every rural town’s economy.

Fiesta scenes in town

Crowd in front of the town hall

Local Products in one stop

Town Plaza crowd

Purple Cabbage, a must-try in Sta. Catalina

It is very uplifting to know that you don’t need to be big to dominate. For Sta. Catalina, they own the vegetable trade and market in the province. Their farm products are also sold to other provinces and even to Manila.

It is my first time to see the town so lively and happy. The people were there, anticipating that great things are happening in their small town. I can witness their excitement and fascination. 

One must-try product in Sta. Catalina is the purple cabbage. It is not main stream and yet, the town has been producing it for several years. They say you can eat this raw like lettuce. Unfortunately, I didn’t have the chance to try it.

Street Dancing

Fiesta Banners

Preparing for the street dancing

And yeah! There was a street dancing. It was the highlight of the celebration. The dancers were little kids from the 7 elementary schools in the municipality.

It was not as grand as the other popular festivals in the Philippines but for a simple quiet town like Sta. Catalina, this must be something worth watching and cherishing for.

I don’t know why this event feels like so special to me. I don’t live here although some of good friends of mine are from here. Maybe because I have a deep respect to farmers because the way they raise their families as farmers are just greater than anyone else on my point of view.

Now the kids, on which I am sure some of them are children of farmers are dancing on the streets promoting their products with good pride and greatness. That’s the essence of this festival! Yes, I might have discovered why it feels so special to me.

It was a pure celebration. The farmers’ kids themselves danced gracefully with pride in their gestures. Unlike any other festivals that become so commercialized leading to real competitions (although I am not against with the concept), Larga Festival was more of a passion. The children for sure can’t help but to perceive that the town’s farmers (their parents, and including them) are real heroes. Without their parents, this festival is meaningless. Indeed, the festival was full of meaning. This is their day!

Caroza in motion

Little vegetable vendors, a simulation

With emphasis on the green necklace made from Sili

Shy little girl

Baskets of vegetables

Kids on street party!

A necklace made from fresh sili

And the real celebration began as the street dancers put on their feet to the streets with colorful costumes and props.

There was only 1 background music used and it played so loud so that the whole poblacion and the people watching along the main street can hear. Imagine how loud should that be and I was just near to one of the speakers.

They wear Abel Iloko, a locally woven fabric.

Head carry

Yellow

In motion

Eyes closed

Being in sync

Being at the back

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Graceful!

So Colorful!

Big smile!

Big moves

Partners

Cute little boys in green

Cute little boys in red

Waisted

Bending to the left

Trio

Click the Map to explore more of Sta. Catalina.

How I wish that after 50 years, this festival will still continue and evolve to be one of the grandest in the country, and after 50 years, this blog entry will still remain.

For that, I will be more than glad to say that I was a part of history and will still be and tell the younger generation (if I am still alive that time) that “Hey look at my blog! I was able to document the first ever Larga Festival in your town!”

Please pardon the low-quality photos, but I hope you were able to get the message I wanted to bring out that even the most expensive camera can not deliver.

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Farola Beach of Tagudin, 2 Types of Beach in One Place

“So it was possible to experience a pebble beach and a black sandy beach in one place. This is my observation in Farola Beach.”

The place was not a big surprise, although it is one of the most memorable places I have been because it is where I saw a lighthouse for the very first time. What is interesting in this beach is that the shoreline is divided into two types of beach.

Farola Beach in Tagudin

It has two types of beach in one place. The shore nearer to the sea is lined with pebbles, thus a pebble beach, while about 100 meters away from the sea is a black sandy beach.

Well, it is just an observation and it was the way I saw it. 

Pebble Beach

Black Sandy Part of Farola Beach

So it was possible to experience a pebble beach and a black sandy beach in one place. This is my observation in Farola Beach. 

This beach is mainly known in the town because of the historical Farola Lighthouse and it’s historical importance as landing site of missionaries from Belgium who came Christianize the country.

Raft at the Beach

Fishermen of Brgy. Farola

Although the beach is not as popular as any other beaches, it’s importance in the community is as big as other beaches for the reason that many people in this coastal barangay earn a living from this beach.

So there’s no way to underestimate any beach I am seeing. A beach does not need to be as powdery white as Boracay to consider it important. In the long run all beaches were made by God in different forms as a blessing to the people.

Map of Tagudin

I am not against if businessmen will establish their resorts here. But if I were to be asked, I would rather keep the beach as it is and leave the fishermen undisturbed if business establishments will be the reason of the modification of the natural beauty of the beach for personal profits.

How to get here? 

Just get a tricycle near the municipal hall and just tell the driver to drive you to Farola Beach. Fare is around 30-40 pesos if you are alone. Please negotiate for the fare first. The fare is cheaper individually if you are in group since you have to divide the total fare among yourselves. Enjoy! Don’t forget to see the lighthouse too and the Kandaruma Park at the beach.

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CAOAYAN BRIDGE | Of Scooter Stroll and Night Walking Tour

“I think it is safe enough to tell that I am not overrating the bridge because as I see people passing through the bridge, they too, stand amazed.”

It was a motorbike stroll to Caoayan, a very small town south of the city of Vigan. My target is to see the Caoayan Bridge. I don’t have any idea how it looks like but just because the RHU Physician of the said town suggested that I have to see it and photograph it, I waited for the sun to go down to finally see what the RHU doctor was telling me.

A Grand Entrance!

Caoayan Bridge was undoubtedly stunning.

The road I have to take while driving the scooter was not as bright as the scene I saw in the town. So upon making a left turn going to Caoayan poblacion, the boring night turned magical!

I can’t resist my self to ride off the scooter and to just park it along the bridge and decide to just walk and enjoy the magic of the dark night!

The lights of the bridge made the dark night so bright.

It was indeed a grand entrance to the town. The ordinary bridge becomes extraordinary at night. Even some motorists and vehicle owners driving to Caoayan can’t help but be amazed and to get off their rides and cars to take photos.

Quick Walking Tour

The inviting bridge has made me decide to just walk.

I think it is safe enough to tell that I am not overrating the bridge because as I see people passing through the bridge, they too, stand amazed. They get off their rides and take a photo while staying for a while to feel the magic it brings.

Caoayan Town Hall (Sorry for the wrong photo label)

I have crossed the bridge and the scooter-stroll-turned-walking-tour lead me to the Caoayan Municipal Hall. The town poblacion was really quiet. Some barbecue stalls around are still open. I was glad to see that a big investment has come to town when I saw a super-mart chain standing at the middle of the small town.

The municipal hall has been finished too! It’s been a while since the last time I visited this town. The once small, old and not-so-good-looking municipal hall has transformed to a beautiful building!

Light reflections in my scooter’s side mirror

It’s nice to be back here. I discovered it has something new to offer aside from the popular barbecue stalls that are attracting foodies from the town and nearby towns.

The quick night walking tour in town was a quick reminder that I don’t need to ride an airplane just to see great places because some of the great places are just actually near you.

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Ambalayat Hanging Bridge | In Case You Want Off-Road in Tagudin

“I have to say you need to experience first before concluding and I found out that people at the remote barrios are warm, accommodating and kind.”

Seeing a hanging bridge over a great river, well, over a creek will do too, has always been a fascination whenever I travel. I said it is a fascination because I rarely see a hanging bridge since I am a [component] old city dweller wherein what I see everyday are >100-year-old houses and multi-century-old structures, parks and palace. Looking at individuals crossing different types of hanging bridges sparks a different kind of feeling in me. At last, there is something “new” in my sight, not really the old thing I am already used of seeing daily.

Overview

Hmmm, I am very much confident to say that the town of Tagudin should be a must-experience destination when it comes to HisTourism (History + Tourism) because unknown to many, major events in our history which are actually ‘firsts’ happened here. I will talk more about this for the next posts.

Aside from historical sites in the town, just in case you are already tired of bombarding your brain with thoughts that will compel you to invent a time machine just to be able to understand history and/or going back to school to stare for 1 hour for that boring history teacher, then I can suggest a place for you that is not related to Persian Gulf Wars, rocket science and Ming dynasty.

Location of Tagudin on Map

The people call this as Ambalayat Hanging Bridge, some also call it Ambalayat Foot Bridge. But it is more popularly called as a hanging bridge maybe because motorcycles can also cross the river using this bridge and not merely by foot. (#edmareasoning)

It is located in Brgy Ambalayat, hence the name, the last frontier of Tagudin town at the east. Ambalayat hanging bridge connects this remote barangay to the rest of [mainland] Tagudin. The barrio is being detached from the main landmass of Tagudin because of the Amburayan River that separates it. So don’t think this is an island the moment I said that it is detached from the mainland.

It is actually located at the parts of Tagudin wherein mountains start to appear closer and going further at the east would be another mountain town already.

The Little (or more) pain of Going

I am sharing this to show you how to go there and to encourage you to think twice. Yes, seriously, in case you  are a senior citizen with osteoarthritis or a good-looking man yet asthmatic exacerbated by off-road travel if ever you are unlucky enough to have that condition.

As I said, just “in case” you want some off-road adventures and careless travel memories, I am suggesting this. But of course, I won’t tell you that it is as stunning as the Golden Gate Bridge so I am carefully writing this post so as not to overrate the place.

However, I believe if you have that spirit of a traveler, adventurer, or explorer of just any town, you will love this especially if you want to discover this town deep in your heart.

Before reaching Brgy Ambalayat where this bridge is located, you have to take a mixture of cracked, muddy, and rough road. But I believe it depends upon the season. If it is dry season this is the version: Before reaching Brgy Ambalayat where this bridge is located, you have to take a mixture of cracked, dusty, and rough road. Did you notice the difference?

Reaching Ambalayat

It was an another mission accomplished. This bridge is actually on my list since a brochure of Tagudin tourism has included this as one of the points of interests in the town.

As I arrive at the place where the bridge was located, it was a mix emotion, on my part. It was an instant relief. I tell you the place is so peaceful and relaxing. There was no noise, but there are sounds, lovely sounds of the birds, and the moving air creating friction to tree branches filled with leaves. I saw the river upon reaching the place. It was calm, there was no rush. But during typhoon, practically, I believe it becomes harsh.

Crossing Ambalayat Hanging Bridge

I can say reaching the place is safe. The people won’t harm as per experience which is contrary to the belief of many that it is not safe here for strangers.

I don’t really know why most people consider remote barrios as dangerous destinations. I really hate this kind of stereotyping. I have to say you need to experience first before concluding and I found out that people at the remote barrios are warm, accommodating and kind.

Tambay Kids along the bridge

I am loving this experience. It was truly fulfilling that at least, I am able to immerse myself in Tagudin and even to get familiar to the town.

As per experience, solo travel is already enough to get immersed and to discover the town by heart.

The people I met

The moment I set foot to this remote barrio, the people already knew that I am a stranger here. Just before I crossed the bridge, I saw a group of men playing card games.

I can hear them talk about me, like “Who is that?” and they look at me with facial expressions that it is their first time to see or meet me. I did interact with them and the people were warm.

One of them was telling that he is thankful that someone like me is visiting their barrio.

A Woman Crossing the Bridge

I went to the other side of the barrio after crossing the 200-meter hanging bridge spanning the Amburayan River. It was about to rain but I still continued the journey. I walked down this new barrio, meeting new faces, seeing new places.

It was great! The unsafe rumor was just really a rumor. I went down near the river and savored the peace and “safety” of this new destination. As droplets of rain fall to my skin gently, I feel like the rain was part of the warm welcome. The experience was very memorable.

Leaving the remote barrio

It was that simple bridge that made way for me to discover the beauty of the barrio and I would not dare say that it is an ordinary bridge.

Without that bridge, I may not be able to meet kind people, to encounter a peaceful community and to experience this very beautiful barrio.

Ambalayat hanging bridge as seen from the other side

Souvenir Photo

No regrets. Going here was not easy, at least, if you are still coming from other towns or other provinces. But I don’t care whether or not this place is considered a tourist attraction. Well, I am not about that concept. The mere fact that the experience was memorable is already more then enough 🙂

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FAROLA LIGHTHOUSE | How Ilocos is Linked to Belgium

“Appreciation of our great history and heritage does not need to be embodied to grand structures because the greatest parts of the past were built from small details.”

Yes, it is really my first time to see a lighthouse, in person. I have never seen one even in my dreams. Good thing there is TV and internet. At least, they made me realize that lighthouses are not really the upscale type of houses — and not really a house, nor the bright luxurious part of an exclusive mountainside subdivision. 

First Time to See a Lighthouse

I wanted to maximize my time in the town of Tagudin. So what I did was to go to the municipal hall and meet the tourism officer. Honestly, the tourism officer was accommodating and nice. 

What I just wanted was information about places to see in Tagudin until it leveled up! Whew! I was asked to meet the Mayor!!!

Hmmm… I was already in queue, but since I only have limited time and the wait has been too long, I decided not just to meet the mayor. Outside the office, I saw a picture of a lighthouse and that was the start of the Amazing race (solo version).

Below the municipal hall is a line of yellow tricycles waiting for passengers. I was able to grab one.

And finally! For the very first time in my life, for the 24 years of my existence, through thick and thin, through all the struggles, typhoons and floods, elementary, high school, college, post graduate school and all that (LOL!), I will be seeing a lighthouse!

History (A Connection to Belgium)

Farola Lighthouse shares a slice of the history of the town. The existence of this lighthouse traces it’s roots from Belgium in Europe.

The story started when a group of missionaries from Belgium landed on the shore of Brgy. San Roque (present-day Brgy. Farola) by boat.

The group was headed by Sister Marie Louise de Meester and they set foot to San Roque on June 21, 1910. The lighthouse has been standing about 100 years now!

As a symbol of their landing in the Philippines, they built a PAROL (Lighthouse). Later on, the small Parol became famous to all fishermen and this has served as their guide when they go back and forth to the sea.

This group is called the CICM Missionaries — the group who is responsible in the foundation of the famous institution in Baguio City, St. Louis University, the St. Louis College in San Fernando City, La Union and the At. Augustine School of Tagudin.

Climbing the Lighthouse

I did not let the opportunity to pass without climbing the lighthouse. When I arrived there, it was not a grand lighthouse like what I am seeing on TV and Internet. But why be fooled by a grand lighthouse if the history and story is not as sweet and juicy as the history of this small lighthouse? 

Appreciation of our great history and heritage does not need to be embodied to grand structures because the greatest parts of the past were built from small details. I asked my guide if I am allowed to climb the lighthouse. The tricycle driver (my guide) had no idea. So what I did is to ask the residents near the lighthouse if I can do it. One lady said it’s OK.

The lighthouse is located within the residential community and there was no stunning seascape background to see unless you go near the beach… or climb it instead.

The old lighthouse is already rusty. As I step my foot to the first steel in the ladder, there was hesitation. I wasn’t sure why I still care to do it. Huh, what am I doing? The steel feels like it can be detached anytime. Actually, some have been in fair condition. But I still continued to climb it.

 

Before I reached the top, I again, was reluctant if I will continue it because of the possibility of electrocution. I am really eccentric this time that I was so compelled to climb it. Thank God I was safe!

At the top of the lighthouse are solar panels and an amazing view of the sea. I won’t recommend you to climb this. But if you want, let it be. But be cautious. A white paint concealed the old rusty steel ladder. It is medyo delikado.

Well, it was fun! What made this place worth the visit is the fact that I again learned a new lesson in history. It was not about the place itself but it was about the great event in our history that happened in that soil where I personally set my feet on. (end)

  Map of Tagudin (via Wikipedia)

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I Visited an off-beaten destination in the town called Ambalayat Hanging Bridge. This is a great place for adventure-seekers in Tagudin.

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Tagudin Church and Belfry | Of Augustinian, Greek and Baroque Style

“The church has been restored several times since but the original appearance is maintained.”

I can sense that time that almost everyone was looking at me. I was a bit shy but I don’t want to make this opportunity to pass. I know, I am looking like a stranger that moment and I can’t help my self but to smile and look amazed while seeing the Tagudin Church, an architectural masterpiece in this town located at the southern part of the province of Ilocos Sur.

Tagudin Church

I keep on taking photos, I know my behavior was unusual. No one was doing it this time. I mean, the taking-photos-obsession thing. Obviously no one in that place that moment was taking photos and I am quite sure most of the people inside the church premises are residents of the town.

I tried to act as if I am living in the town but I just can’t hide how I was amazed seeing a new destination. The facial expression of being a newbie to see the place was hard to conceal and I just can’t resist to ask and talk with the people about several questions and curious lingerings in me.
 
Most of the people sitting near this church were parents and guardians waiting for their little kiddos to finish their school lessons for the day.

The name of their school is St. Augustine School while the name of the Tagudin Church is St. Augustine Parish Church. Within the premises of the school is the other Tagudin Sundial, the oldest sundial in the Philippines on which the school is taking care of.

The church is not located in a place so that it can be very visible to everyone. Although the church compound is located along the road, the church does not stand out in the town because it is hidden by some trees and you still need to enter the gate for you to fully see the structure.

I wanted to take my own photo with the church as the background but I became shy when almost all eyes have been focused to me. As I said, taking photos of the church seems like not common there.

Tagudin Belfry

The belfry is located several meters away from the church. Tagudin Belfry has it’s own gate and fence. It has 3 layers and the bells are placed at the 2 higher layers.

The belfry is octagonal in shape, also hidden by huge acacia trees.

Those acacia tress were huge that the belfry is almost covered from my previous location at the church yard, just in front of the church. The trees soar as high as the 3-layer belfry.

So I need to walk close to the belfry to see it wholly. The belfry is guarded with another fence and gate. I was thinking that I have to ask a permission but the gate was open and no one was around.

Much better! The belfry looks better up close. It has been painted but the paint was not enough to hide how old the belfry is. One can still see the oldness of the belfry once you see it up close.

Hmmmm. Lovely bells are there! Of course, I want to take my own photo with the belfry as the background as souvenir photo until I saw a lady inside a building in front of the belfry smiling while looking at me. She was alone and I can see she was about to laugh.

I was doing a pose with the camera on a self-timer mode and I suddenly became conscious. I was feeling that time that taking photos there is unusual or strange really. So I am landing into a conclusion that people who take photos there is uncommon.

Well, to note, the town is not a popular tourist attraction. Taking photos while being amazed could be unusual as compared to popular places where taking photos is a must and people won’t care about you even you will pose 100 times.

Tagudin Church History

The history of the construction of the church is based on a document (an official report) of the 24 cabeza de barangay of the town of Tagudin and the governor of the Ilocos Sur province in 1829. The report states that the church was built by a priest named Father Gutierez while he was still a priest of another town in La Union called Bangar. The wall was finished in two years time.

The construction of the church was continued by another priest named Father Franciso Hernandez in 1816. The said priest died in 1821 and that time, Tagudin Church was almost finished.

Other cited document states that the church’s vault, interior and presbytery were not yet completed as of 1829. The church was made of stones and brick and measures 40 brazas long and 8.5 brazas wide which are equivalent to 66.80 meters and 14.19 meters respectively.

The construction of the church was completed by Father Juan Sorolla, the prior of Tagudin in 1832. He is the same priest who installed the Tagudin Sundial, the only sundial used by the Spanish people in the Philippines when they colonized the country. It is also the first and the oldest surviving sundial in the Philippines.

The church belfry, however, was built later on. Another priest named Fr. Geronimo Rubio built the slender belfry in 1881. Father Mariano Ortiz made some restorations in the church in 1880. The church has been restored several times since but the original appearance is maintained.

Architecture

The façade of the church pervades a clear Baroque style. It has huge main door which is arched elliptically. It has Augustinian symbolisms crowned by a triangular pediment of Baroque influence.

If you are a conspiracy theorist, I am sure you will tend to be particular with the symbolisms. But I would prefer not to discuss it here because not every reader has the same way of thinking like the way conspiracy theorists do.

Tagudin Church is the southernmost structure with Baroque Architecture in the Ilocos provinces. Large and sensuously rounded, paired columns with double capitals flanked at the sides of the main entrance.

Some accounts state that some of the designs are Greek in origin as embodied to some of the decorations placed at the façade. The impediment has broken lines, very common features of the Baroque.

Historical Timeline

1814 (?): This date is not certain. But according to the report of the 24 cabeza de barangay of Tagudin and the Ilocos Sur governor in 1829, the phrase “he was prior of Tagudin” was referring to Fr. Gutierez, the one who started the construction of the church. The document further states that the walls of the church was completed in 2 years time until it was continued by another priest in 1816. So, 1816 minus 2 years is 1814. I don’t know what happened to Gutierez that the construction of the church was handed to another priest.

1816: The church construction was continued by Fr. Franciso Fernandez.

1821: Franciso Fernandez died, the church is almost finished.

1832: Father Juan Sorolla completed the construction of the church. He also built the convent now used as a school bulding of St. Augustine’s School and the 2 Tagudin Sundials (1841, 1845).

1880: Fr. Mariano Ortiz made some restorations in the church.

1881: Fr. Geronimo Rubio built the slender belfry located west of the church.

Location of Tagudin on Map

Disclaimer

This post does not promote, protect, or support any religion. This post aims to educate the readers about our history, appreciate our heritage and to promote tourism. Religious belief/preference has no bearing in this article.

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Subject: FAROLA LIGHTOUSE, still in Tagudin town. Learn how Ilocos is linked to Belgium!

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Tagudin Sundial | The First Sundial in the Philippines

“Tagudin Sundial, being the oldest sundial in the Philippines is the only sundial used by the Spaniards during their era in the country.”

During those years wherein the use of wrist watch is not common or could it be common but hindi lang uso, people have devised ways to know the time. In England, they use the stonehenge to tell time. In the town of Tagudin, they use the sundial. Nope, you don’t need to dial something because the sun will dial it for you, lols :p

The First Sundial in the Philippines

They may  look ordinary. Ordinary person without the thirst for knowledge, history and interesting trivia may just say, “So what about that? A monument with numbers?”

But for history freaks and people inclined with history, this ordinary monument is a treasure to behold, a precious gem to consider and a golden part of our heritage to be taken care of.

History

Tagudin is indeed a historical town. The town had an important role during World War II. Well, I am not saying that I am pro-war. Wars have been a part of the history of mankind and there’s no way we can turn back time to revert it. The town of Tagudin is part of those wars that most of us wouldn’t agree to happen, right?

It was the site of the Base Hospital of the United States Armed Forces in the Philippines-Northern Luzon (USAFIP-NL) in 1945 during World War II which is believed to be the largest World War II hospital in the Philippines. The town used to be the capital of the defunct Amburayan province and the site of the military general headquarters of the Philippine Commonwealth Army 1st and 12th Infantry Division and the USAFIP-NL 121st Infantry Regiments. They were stationed in the town and was active during World War II (1942 to 1945) and Post-War Era (1945 to 1946). I will be talking more about the history of the town for the upcoming post for this series. For now, we will focus more on the sundial.

Tagudin Sundial, being the oldest sundial in the Philippines is the only sundial used by the Spaniards during their era in the Philippines. Built in 1841 and 1848 respectively, the Tagudin sundials are still in use now and considered to be accurate in telling the time. The sundials ware built by Father Juan Sorolla.

Location

There are two sundials in Tagudin. One is located at the town Plaza in front of the Tagudin Town Hall and one is located inside the St. Agustine School.

The one at the plaza is readily available for everyone. The one inside the school requires you to ask permission first. When I visited the latter, I asked permission from the security guard.

The photo above is a scene inside the St. Agustine School which takes charge of the other sundial.

Underrated and Why?

For regular tourists in Ilocos Sur, of course, they will be particualr about the city of Vigan and the ample destinations and food they can experience there, the UNESCO World Heritage Church of Sta. Maria, The Bantay Bell Tower and others. But if you ask about the Sundial, I bet few are familiar about it.

For this case, who is to blame why this historical niche in the Philippines in not well known? Are we going to blame the DOT for not promoting it? Or the Local Government Unit for not promoting it too? Or simply blame ourselves for not exerting an effort to research some historical accounts of the places we are visiting?

More about Tagudin for the upcoming posts in this series. Please keep posted!

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Tagudin, Ilocos Sur | The Jaundiced Yellow Town of Ilocandia

No… not many call it a yellow town except unless you already heard someone telling you who is not from the Land of kuripot (but hot, yummy and smart) people na itago natin sa pangalang Ilocos (I belong, just so you know :p)! But before you believe that the yellow town is Tagudin, can you please check you teeth first? LOL! It is not actually the real title of the town. Actually it a first class municipality in Ilocos Sur with a lot of major major titles that can steal the crown of Venus Raj. It is indeed a title holder town but I just want to coin a new title and I will call the town as “Yellow Town” :p Some acceptable titles are The Gateway to Ilocos, Malunggay Capital of the Philippines, and the Pearl of the Amburayan River.

Ok, I will show you some reasons why the town of Tagudin is the yellow town. But before anything else, Tagudin is not a cold town (yelo). LOL!

The Yellow Town

Yellow Tricycles. One of the lame reasons why I call the town as a yellow town is the tricycles. All public tricycles are painted with yellow. It doesn’t matter if it is dark yellow, light yellow or a new wave golden brown yellow (uh?), what is important is that you can recognize them as yellow. blahh >.<

The yellow tricycle above is the same yelow tricycle that toured me around the town. They virtually make the road (especially in poblacion) as the official dumpsite of fresh peelings of yellow bananas (those that aren’t banned in China).

Yellow Market: There you are! — the yellow market that sells yellow roses (not the real one, the plastic type made in China), yellow bikinis and yellow flip flops that will make you look like a walking mango shake (kidding, uh, please bear with the things I am saying because mango trees can bear yellow mango fruits when ripe :p).

Yellow People: Yes! They are yellow people because they are wearing yellow clothes that glare me. I have no photos because I saw them inside the municipl hall. Oh my! Taking a photo inside requires that you must be wearing a yellow underwear #fiction :p

Yellow Mangoes: I know yellow mangoes are almost everywhere, so what? I want to include it here to make this post super yellow! LOL!

Yellow Leaves: Uh? What about that? Well Tagudin is in the making as the “Malunggay Capital of the Philippines.” Seriously. But I want to leave a trivia. Malunggay leaves become yellow when their life is nearing it’s end. Do you know that?

Yellow Juice: Aside from malunggay, Tagudin has also adopted calamansi as their OTOP (One Town One Product). The town produces calamansi juice and other products from calamansi. Oh uh. Please take note that the juice needs to be yellow, please erase black gulaman in your mind because calamansi juice that is black in color requires food coloring. Oh well, the town produces healthy food for everyone 🙂

Ok, I hope I did not convince you that the town is the yellow town of Ilocos because once I convinced you, I am convinced too. LOL!

Interesting Trivia about Tagudin

The first 7-11 store in Ilocos provinces. While the Ilocos Sisters (Sur and Norte) have sprawling touristy cities like Vigan, Laoag, Candon and Batac, Tagudin is the first town in Ilocos to have a 7-11 store, whew!

The first sundial in the Philippines. Because I do not know how to use a sundial, I also don’t know what is this for honestly. But based on the context of the word sundial, this has something to do with the sun. This is the oldest surviving sundial in the whole Philippine archipelago from Aparri to Jolo (more about this sundial for my upcoming posts in this series).

First town. It is the first town in Ilocandia when you are coming from Manila either by bus or by a bicycle when you are taking the Manila North Road, lol. It is also the last town in Ilocandia when you are coming from the north either by a calesa or simply alay-lakad walking up to sawa… Indeed the first and the last.

So are you excited for the upcoming discoveries I discovered in Tagudin? Well this is just the prelude and we will spend 1 whole month or more (like 10 years, lol) to blog some details of the town of Tagudin that only me can observe the weird way, lols!

See you for the next post #TownExplorers!

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You are reading the Prelude of the Tagudin town series of the #Town Explorer 

Prelude | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

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5 Creepy Travel Destinations to Test Your Courage and Faith

“Yes, some unexplained encounters happen but my conviction is that one should not be afraid if you have the Words of God in your heart.”

They are there. They are really there. They exist and that is Biblical. But you should not be afraid if God is with you because they won’t harm you. So you love traveling or immersing yourself to adventure while being watched by ghosts or supernatural beings? Hey! Look at your back, no one is there but someone is actually watching you. You just can’t see them. For this post, I will be featuring some popular and not-so popular travel and adventure destinations tainted with ghosts stories from urband legends, stories from town folks and even actual encounters of mine. Yes, I experienced “them.”

My Ghost Experience at Pindangan Ruins of La Union

For the first stop, this is an actual encounter of mine. It was a hot afternoon (but it is about to go dark) when I reached a creepy place called Pindangan Ruins in the city of San Fernando, La Union. I was riding on a tricycle and I was alone. I entered a narrow road that connects to the main highway. A huge acacia tree was very notable that time. The air moves, mmm… it was cold that made me doubt if it was really a hot afternoon.

All I know that time is that I was enjoying that city tour. There were no ghost things inside my head because it was a bright sunny day and those things never came to my mind at all. At first I didn’t enter the ruin and I was just enjoying the dilapidated structure since it is again a new destination for me with historical value. I finally decided to enter the ruin and I suddenly felt uneasy. I didn’t know why.

Inside the ruin seemed like it was a different dimension. It feels like it is not a part of the place where I was standing. The feeling was strange. It was hard to explain. I set my camera  into self-timer mode and I removed the flash since I don’t want the outcome of the photo if there is too much light. For my first shoot, the camera flashed. I rechecked the camera if I really removed the flash. It was set on a flash mode. For the second time, I removed the flash but after the 10-second timer, it produced light again.

That time I was not thinking about any ghosts because it really didn’t come in my mind and I was thinking that I may have mistakenly set the camera. But for the third time, I removed the flash and I made myself sure that I really removed the flash but the camera still produced a light.

After I took my own photo inside that “new dimension,” the tricycle driver who drove me there told me that people around the area are seeing a priest inside that ruin without a head (pugot) and a lady dressed in white with a face that is hard to recognize. My body hairs got stiff and I told the driver, “Kuya please paki-bilisan, umalis na tayo rito.” I didn’t tell the driver about my experience there but the moment he told me about those ghost stories, I knew by myself that the glitches of my camera were not of human error.

Cape Bojeador Lighthouse of Ilocos Norte

The next creepy destination is the Cape Bojeador Lighthouse of the town of Burgos in Ilocos Norte. It is an old lighthouse that has turned to be a national treasure and heritage. It is situated atop the hill. There are no other houses near the lighthouse. As you approach it, it looks very vintage.

Reaching the lighthouse was not easy. If you have no rides, you need to climb the hill. After that climb, the lighthouse seemed like to be reluctant to visitors because there are more steps to take before reaching the lighthouse itself.

I went up, some metals from the windows and other parts are rusty. It was very silent. But it gives you a marvelous view of the West Philippine sea and the mountains of Ilocos Norte and a different feeling that you are in a different world @.@.

There a lot of old stuff and you don’t know if the persons who made those are already dead now that their ghosts are taking care of them. Some locals tell that a white lady is residing in that lighthouse.

The Antique Sta. Maria Colonial Cemetery Ruins

For some reasons, I visited a Spanish-era cemetery in the town of Santa Maria with two awesome bloggers Estan Cabigas (Langyaw.com) and Eric Cabalda (HReric.com).

Maybe you would ask me. Why you bother to visit a cemetery? Well, that is an interesting question. I wanted to visit the place because of it’s historical value. It is as old as the World Heritage Church of Sta. Maria which is also made up of bricks and few is known about it. Going there would at least give me an idea about how beautiful the cemetery chapel in that cemetery was. It has intricate designs with evident European influence. You can see the designs in some of the remaining structures.

The cemetery ruins are now filled with a lot of trees, vines, shrubs and other plants. Inside is like a mini-forest that will transport you to another realm within the walls of that antique cemetery chapel.

Burgos Ancestral House and Museum

It is one of the famous museums in Vigan being the birth house of Padre Jose Burgos of the famed GOMBURZA. The house is now a National Museum.

The ghost story started when a visitor of the Provincial Capitol visited the museum. The government officials toured that man. Unknown to those officials, their visitor has a third eye. Let’s just give him a pseudo name “Mark.” As other tourists are enjoying the old stuff they see inside, Mark felt uneasy. Being a person with a third eye, he was seeing “many” other tourists inside the museum that it was only he who can see them. They are dressed in an old-fashioned way in barong and old gowns just going around. They ascend and descend the stairs and they are everywhere the house. The story has spread in Vigan and employees of the provincial capitol may have known about the incident.

Mystery and Ritual-Filled Burayok-Pinsal Falls of Nagbukel Mountain Town

Actually, I will have another set of posts that will tackle my experiences in this mystical waterfall but I want to include it now for this post. However, this will only serve as a teaser. The whole story will be written in a series since it covers a huge realm of different stories that require thorough analyses for each event and encounters.

What made this waterfall mysterious and creepy is the fact that of all the waterfalls cascading in the mountains of the town of Nagbukel, this one “kills” visitors if you will not submit to the “requirement” of the unseen spirits.

The most common requirement is to offer a blood on which our group just did (I will talk more about that blood-offering ritual for my upcoming series for this waterfall). Our guide told me that people who come here without blood-offering to the unseen spirits will die. Several deaths have happened here and the residents and town folks have learned that those are the visitors who did not offer a blood. From that time on, every first  time visitor who goes there is already advised to offer a blood.

The waterfall itself is an image of a white lady. Notice the photo. At the rocks are different symbols like lions and a huge image of soldier who seems to be taking care of the waterfalls (I will show the images soon).

Final Words

Note that these are just ghost stories and it depends upon your conviction. Personally, I believe in ghosts, I believe in hell and I believe that this world will be ruled by the evil and by the Anti-Christ. But the rule will be temporary because Jesus will come the second time around to save the believers (as stated in the Bible).

About the rituals I discussed above, I personally don’t believe it but my guide still did it because it was their belief. But I am not bothered should there have been no  blood-offering rituals that happened.

So we should not be afraid. Yes, some unexplained encounters happen but my conviction is that one should not be afraid if you have the Words of God in your heart. That will be your protection. Ghosts won’t harm, they will just give fear. Real humans both give harm and fear.

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Paoay | Suba Sand Dunes and the Birth of a Solo Rider

“I am thinking, when should I do it? When I become old? No, I should do it now that I still have the chance and the strength.”

That day marked another milestone in my life. It was a hobby turned into a necessity, a basic need. I think about it daily. It always occupies a part of my daily life thinking for my next journey. I keep looking at my map everyday and I keep researching for tourist attractions in town. I am obligating myself that it is my role to encourage everyone to appreciate our towns and not just to focus more on the popular tourist attractions.

And yes, this was the day that I took a greater leap of faith. I decided to start a solo motorcycle journey. It was  a test of courage and faith. I found out that I can make it!

Some are against with this and I understand their rationale. But I can’t resist it. I am thinking, when should I do it? When I become old? No, I should do it now that I still have the chance and the strength.

It took me about 170 kilometers. It looks risky but that is all in mind. I learned new tricks, and the more I do it, the more I mastered the art of driving solo with a motorbike along the highway. It felt good.

I think this is just a teaser for a greater adventure waiting for me. I know I am now quite ready to do a longer motorbike backpacking around Luzon, but yes, that solo motorcycle journey gave me confidence to go. Suba Sand Dunes is just one of the stops. I went beyond that, I went far. It felt good.

I know I am not yet fully equipped, but this first solo motorcycle journey of 170 kilometers is a signal that I can make it and I will pursue the “dream” in due time.

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