Month: November 2018

Sagada Folk Tales: Si Sal-salak-en

It’s that dreaded time of the year when the sun will never take a peep out from the ominous dark skies and you have to wet-proof yourself from the non-stop downpours. Such weather dampened an already gruesome Monday morning as I find myself stuck… Continue Reading “Sagada Folk Tales: Si Sal-salak-en”

As they light those fires, I reminisce…

My earliest memories of the Anglican cemetery of St. Mary the Virgin in Sagada that we fondly call “Kamusanto”  (Campo Santo) with the eloquence of the local tongue were when I was but 5 or 6 years of age. I went there with my… Continue Reading “As they light those fires, I reminisce…”

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