The Summer 09 Wave: Baguio Blunder

So you might be wondering where have I gone (or maybe not) after that long adoration post on Boracay...No I did not go back to the island but I continued on with my summer trail even if classes are already in full swing. I just came from Baguio. It has got to be the one of the worst so-called "vacation" trips that I have been to. I wonder why...

Was it because I had classes the day we left for Baguio?

We left for Baguio just last Friday at around 12 noon. I had classes from 8 in the morning until 11 AM. Imagine, I was so exhausted because we had to leave at once. I did not even have to get a decent lunch because right after class we just went straight home to pick up my mother and sister and then that was it...But then I thought, I could sleep and rest in the car. I could sleep and rest in Baguio. And yes, I was able to do that, by the way. So no, it wasn't because of the classes.

Was it because I still had a lot of other school work to finish?

The first week of classes just passed and I had homework in every subject already. It wasn't just homework actually, it was WORK. I have this paranoia when doing and finishing school requirements because I always want them done in the best way possible. I don't want to cram (but I often do)! The school stuff just kept on bugging me while we were up the hill towards Baguio. When will I be able to finish it? How would I finish it if we were set to be home on a Sunday night (add to that the craving to just slip into bed and doze off)? I'm not dumb to not bring my homeworks in Baguio. I did. In fact, I was able to finish a book in Baguio. But then of course that was just one book for one subject. How about the others? I can't just simply tell my folks to just let me be in the cottage while they enjoy the sceneries in Baguio. Of course I also had to be there! Why else did I go on this trip if I wouldn't be wandering around? Ok that was a lot of questions. But going back to my primary concern, was this trip one of the worst because of school work? I'd probably say this has got to be one of the reasons.

Was it because we did not go anywhere?

Yes, we did not go to any awesome, crazy, life-changing, fantastic place! In fact, we did not really savored any tourist spot in Baguio! LOL. It's like we only went there to sleep in a colder and better place than the city. We did go to Burnham Park...but that was for about 5 minutes only. We got bored. We went to the market and Good Shepherd...to buy food only. I'd say that was for about 30 minutes only. We weren't able to enjoy the sights, not even experience the Ukay-Ukay craze. I'd say this is also one of the reasons.

Was it because of the weather?

I'm at odds with this one. It was 19 degrees there. Really, really cold. I loved that! And...It was raining most of the time. As much as I love rain, this was one of the moments you wouldn't love it because you're suppose to be touring!

Was it because of the company?

I really want to avoid being a drama queen but I think the whole point of this entry boils down to this. Before even reaching Baguio, I was already excited because this was one of the few times that I'd get to be with my family. We barely go out anymore, barely talk, barely see each other if I may add. Before even getting there I already thought to myself that I am willing to disconnect myself from my friends and school work because this kind of trip rarely pushes through. You know when they say you're going to a "family trip"? That was what I was looking forward to, that feeling of family especially now when I need it most because of the stress in school plus this was also my chance to get back with them because I'm always out with friends. To my disappointment though, things did not work out the way I wanted them to be. Most of the time they were nagging at each other because we always fail to see road signs...So we'd get lost...And get lost again. The traffic, the hunger, and the wanting to pee at the most comfortable place and time also made up the stress that each were experiencing through out the trip. It's funny actually. I can count in my hands the numer of times when we laughed but I can't count the number of times they screamed at each other. There I was, just listening to my music and hoping we'd get back to the city soon.

I don't know what I picked up from this experience really...The patience of being put in a stressful situation or the impatience of wanting to be out in that situation. If there was just one thing though...I'd say I learned that it's very difficult to get back to the way things were. Sad...and true.

Ciao!