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Anyone who has ever been to Baguio most probably have already visited Wright Park. It is commonly known as that place in Baguio where one can ride a pink-haired horse.

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It is also well-known for its “pool of pines” which is not meant for swimming but rather a long walkway with a well manicured garden and towering pine trees along its far sides. Unfortunately, the flowers were not in bloom when I visited but the yellow flowers peppering the “pool” were still pretty.

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All over the park are peddlers selling all sorts of local fruits and novelty souvenirs. I passed up on the touristy key chains but the enticing Sagada oranges were too sweet to resist. I got a couple of pieces which I had for breakfast the next day.

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Climbing down more than a hundred stone steps, I came across some elderly Igorots decked in traditional clothing. But I was more interested with these cute kids posing for their parents as they rock them colorful woven garbs. So precious!

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Going further down the stairs, my nose began to twitch at the smell of horse manure. I’m not really into horses so after a few snaps, I moved on.

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The entrance near the horses’ stables is lined with vendors selling succulents and a whole lot of other plants. This is where I went trigger happy and snapped at the lovely flowers on display. I was seriously mulling over buying a few pots but decided against it when I realized that I will have to lug all of them all around. I just contented myself with the photos I took instead.

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To be quite honest, I didn’t find Wright Park too interesting. There really isn’t that much to do aside from riding the horses. However, I still think it is worth a visit if you’re in the area anyway.

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As mentioned in a previous post, our trip to Polillo Island took an unexpected detour when we were not allowed by the Coast Guard to cross the seas on a Good Friday. We tried a lot of options to bypass the Coast Guard, even hopped from one port to the other. Alas, everything was not working for us. As if some sort of force was trying to direct us somewhere else.

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While arguing with the Coast Guard on duty, we met a bunch of surfers who were also trying to get to Polillo that day. When every other option failed, they offered to take us back to a surf camp where they were staying at.

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We took a tricycle to The Pacific Recreation Kamp a.k.a. “The PaRK”. Apparently, it is a fairly popular place for surfers and non-surfers alike. The PaRK’s campground is covered in soft grass and shaded by trees. It is ideal for pitching tents – which is exactly what we did. We rented a tent and put it up near the fence facing a river. We took a very satisfying nap after a couple bottles of beer and we woke up energized and ready to explore the rest of the camp.

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Just beyond the fence is a river, actually an estuary. There were several boats docked and a blue boat was so perfectly set with the lush green mountains serving as its backdrop.

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To get to the main beach area where most of the people are, we needed to cross the river. It was easy to find the shallowest part in the daytime but believe me, things were totally different when we made our way back to camp when the sun set. High tide, dim moon light and a small dry bag is not a good combination. LOL.

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The beach does not boast of fine, white sand. Instead, the water is rather murky, tinted by the brownish sand. The part where the waves hit the shore is littered with smooth pebbles.

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Walking further ahead, the sand got finer and there were less scattered stones. For some reason, the waves were comparably smaller than other parts. It was crowded with families lounging around. These two boys seemed to be having the time of their lives.

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As per our surfer friends, the waves weren’t really huge that day. That didn’t seem to discourage anyone as there was still a good number of surfers playing in the water even when the sun was already going down. 

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Up further ahead is a more secluded area. It was much less crowded than all the other parts mainly because it takes quite a long walk to get here.

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After swimming and surfing, we decided to head back to camp as it was about to get dark. There are a lot of surfboards for rent at P200/hour or P500/half day. When we reached camp, we washed up and cooked a huge fish the surfers so graciously offered to us. We shared a simple yet sumptuous dinner with our new-found friends and retired to our respective tents early because we planned to catch the first trip to Polillo Island the next day.

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I was not able to take pictures of the main camp area as it was pretty crowded while we were there due to the Holy Week peak. No worries though because this is for sure not my last time at The PaRK.