Coming to Ilocos, I promised myself to see the bangui windmills by hook or by crook, hahaha. And not from the viewdeck either. I'm happy to write i was not disappointed. All four of us, Sherwin, his siblings, Rose and Arlene, were all totally awed by the sight of this iron giants. The gusts of winds from the bay would make the huge propellers make this massive whooshing sound. Like a small kid, I was racing through the grass and sand ahead of the car to go nearer the windmills. In a word: awesome!
