051 Baguio, Down & Out
Goodbye to the Mile High City, we got an early start so we missed all our new friends at breakfast. Then, down a one way the wrong way and we were headed down hill. At least we thought it was all down hill. As our friend Bill said, “It’s never ALL DOWN hill!” The homes soon gave way to rice terraces. The ups were just as severe as the down hill runs. Most of the time the highway was wide enough to accommodate jeepnys, trucks, buses and two crazy cyclists.
City life soon faded to the agricultural ways terraced rice fields. There is a certain solitude. Even the traffic had thinned to manageable. Our hands were cramping from clamping on the brakes on the severe downs of 15% or more. Our legs burned as we climbed the severe up hill pulls. We had to push a few of them.
- The Grains of their Labor
Rice is the staff of life here. It must be tough, hard work to plant and harvest on the hillsides. Then to cut, haul and place the results along the edge of the highway to dry in the sun.
That looks fun going around the world on a bicycle. Also you guys are preety much famous. How does it feel to be famous?:]
Aub
Fame is in the eye of the beholder. If lots more kids and people read our stories then we’d be famous. We’re happy that you are now reading and enjoying.
Love Papa & Catherine