Asia, Luzon, Philippines, Travel

The Road to Banaue

Leaving Sagada before daybreak, I tiptoed downstairs to the unmanned reception counter, ridden by guilt from another alcohol-fueled sleep.

Sobriety would’ve reminded me to settle the hostel bill the night prior. But I wasn’t sober, and had to be on the first jeepney to Bontoc before fruit and vege sellers beat me to the terminal.

So I rushed back to the room upstairs, smoothed a crumpled 500-peso bill from my pocket and weighed it down on the table with the hostel room key and a thank you note to whoever found it in the morning.

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