+ Follow ABRA AND IGOROT Tag
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When I think of Baguio, I think of the Baguio Country Club and of wonderful summers past. I remember the smell of the pine trees once upon a time as the car climbed the zigzag, the fireplace with the burning crackling wood, the luscious strawberries from the market place and the Clubs signature raisin bread. I also think of the exquisite indigenous artifacts from the Cordilleras, the vibrant Kalinga colors, the Abra and Igorot decor, the pastel drawings from BenCabs Tam-awan Village artists.
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[AuthorName] => Tingting Cojuangco
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[Title] => Putting the Filipino heritage in hotel rooms
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Baguio City Afternoon rains bring me memories of a 12-year-old watching the raindrops fall on picture windows, homesick for her parents in Manila, but loving the company of cousins in Baguio. We really cant live in two worlds or have two lives. I withstood the rains and the evening sadness and stayed joyfully in Baguio throughout the summer.
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ABRA AND IGOROT
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When I think of Baguio, I think of the Baguio Country Club and of wonderful summers past. I remember the smell of the pine trees once upon a time as the car climbed the zigzag, the fireplace with the burning crackling wood, the luscious strawberries from the market place and the Clubs signature raisin bread. I also think of the exquisite indigenous artifacts from the Cordilleras, the vibrant Kalinga colors, the Abra and Igorot decor, the pastel drawings from BenCabs Tam-awan Village artists.
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[Title] => Putting the Filipino heritage in hotel rooms
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Baguio City Afternoon rains bring me memories of a 12-year-old watching the raindrops fall on picture windows, homesick for her parents in Manila, but loving the company of cousins in Baguio. We really cant live in two worlds or have two lives. I withstood the rains and the evening sadness and stayed joyfully in Baguio throughout the summer.
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