Banaue Bound

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It was a smoggy Friday evening in Quezon City's university belt where we took the bus at the Autobus depot along España.  As with most things in the Philippines, the bus was unsurprisingly behind schedule, leaving a good 20 minutes or so past 9pm.  The wait was far from boring, thanks to a bunch of interesting characters that provided us with ample amusement for the time being. 

The first was a middle-aged lady with her purse slung over one shoulder, and in her other hand she clutched her abanico, Spanish for fanHmmm, C and I wondered where she possibly thought that would come in handy - in the freezer-like state of a 9 hour bus ride or up north in the December chill of the Mountain Province?? 
20-25C isn't exactly warm for us natives, but when a group of chatty, giggly girls wrapped in thick faux fur-lined coats got on board did we find ourselves in a muted fit of thigh-slapping titters.  Come on, we're going to Banaue, not Europe.  It's not that cold.  Finally was a twenty-something college boy with, of all things, a badminton racket.  Banaue is an outdoorsy destination for hiking, spelunking and the like, and not quite the place for shuttlecocks to be flung around in the balmy air.  Ah what do I know, maybe he's Asia's badminton boy-wonder and maybe I've just got a mean streak a mile long, hee.  Either way, it just seemed like an oddly zany picture - playing badminton in Banaue.

The last batch of passengers arrive and lo and behold, their seats were taken by the giggly eskimos somewhere in the back.  Turns out they misread their ticket information and got on the wrong one.  Theirs had left half an hour before.  They were made to disembark and we were finally on our way.   

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