My friends and I rode a bus and had a great time viewing the mountain ranges of Ilocos. We were on full alert as we passed by this bridge in Ilocos Sur which was named after one of the former Presidents of the Philippines, Elpidio Quirino, the Banaoang/Quirino Bridge. The bridge's architectural design has apparently survived the bombings of World War II.
Reaching the city, each of us went on his/her own path to revel in the beauty of the well preserved heritage village. Cobblestones, Spanish designed houses, horse-carriages welcomed us and we could not contain our glee.
I was totally mesmerized by the nostalgic atmosphere that i didn't know which to shoot first. The horse-driven carriages fascinated me that i followed one after another.
..and yes we rode one as we took a tour around the city and you bet i enjoyed every minute of it...for a minute or two i closed my eyes and imagined being a princess from somewhere in time...
The little kids and the folks all seemed friendly and gay that i wanted to stay for more than just a day.
After the "Heritage Village" we visited next the "Pagburnayan"...the native jar factory.
Each one was marvelously crafted .
Before we ran out of energy we entered one of those restaurants that offered native treats. This was our dessert, "halo-halo" made of preserved fruits mixed with milk and ice which was perfect for the weather. Native rice cakes were the real treat in the city as well as ground meat rolls but i failed to take a picture of them in our hurry to go home.