Photo Essay: Missing Batad and Banaue

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I missed the chill cuddling me. Ironic as it may seem, but it was the most warming chill I’ve ever felt. Along with the accommodating locality, the inviting community, and the awe-inspiring scenery, it formed the most addicting blend that I always seek. And yes, those were the things that spoiled me – the reasons that made me miss Banaue.

Banaue Rice Terraces
Banaue Rice Terraces

At an elevation that is a kilometer above the sea level, I breathe thin air, but that did not bother me. It was completely compensated with the relaxing clime, drying away every drop of sweat produced from the uphill trek, at the same time, gradually replenished with oxygen at its freshest.

The slow-paced, dire-silent neighbourhood did not even bore an urban roamer like me. Adrenaline levels were kept high, not due to the city-rush but because of the eco-friendly and healthy activities along the sublime trail of unending beauty.

Batad Rice Terraces
Batad Rice Terraces 

Not even the monotonous surroundings saturated me. I love the greens – even if it’s the only color I see everyday, I won’t get tired of it. The subtle paddies, however, create a contrasting geometry against the massive mountain ridges in the backdrop, a truly picturesque, green landscape.

The rhythms of the flipping leaves blown by the comforting zephyr wind, the high-toned chirps of the playing birds, and the tender bass of the gentle beasts emanate a natural lullaby – a music so beautiful to the discriminating ears of mine.

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Ian in one of the rice terraces in Ifugao
Ian in one of the rice terraces in Ifugao

Lastly, I won’t get sick of seeing the same faces every now and then. Their friendly smiles and their lending hands would always make me stay. No language barrier would isolate me from the locals. I communicate with a smile.

All of those simple joys, when fused with positivity, bring greater happiness. So guys, pack your stuff, head to Banaue, and experience the same bliss.

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