
But things just fell into place. my good friend and fellow mountaineer, Sherwin, and his siblings broached the idea. The girlfriend of Sherwin's bestfriend, Louie, hails from Magsingal in Ilocos Sur. All we need is to find transportation. Initially, I had apprehension of bringing my Maroon, my '92 Lancer, all the way to Ilocos. But happily, Maroon performed well.
My Ilocos trip was an eye-opener. There's really much to be seen and experienced up north apart from the Vigan stereotype (not that it wasn't wonderful). The spectacular churches. The wild, rugged shores. The pioneering windfarm in Bangui. And the glorious food - you can literally eat your way up north, from the delicate crunch of the Ilocos empanada to the bitter undertone of papaitan, or the rich crisp of bagnet.
Many thanks to Kay and her relatives for making us feel welcome. Sure gives us an incentive to come back for more northern exposure. Thanks to Louie for keeping me awake during most of the loooong drives. And to Sherwin and his siblings, Rose & Arlene, for the great opportunity, the great company.