In between reading books and editing articles, I bring here some memories from weeks ago at BenCab museum in Baguio City, Philippines. Entrance fee is 100 pesos (prices are discounted for students). The museum has four floors of wonder and the fog outside reminds me of the blinding whiteness of Saramago’s Blindness. Ben Cabrera is mostly […]

    In some other time, or planes of existence, time seems to move forward ever so slowly, slower than the city pace or that of a town indulged in a rush for Pleasures that will masticate society- and self-induced Pain. Tam-awan Village in Baguio preserves a way of living in its small parcel of […]

Let’s start with the 50’s Diner near Mines View Park, Baguio City. Mike ordered stuffed squid, I had Corvette burger (porkloin steak), asparagus soup, and frozen margarita.   The burger buns looked nothing special. Tell that to a person, “you look nothing special,” she might get offended, hold grudges, be bitter about it, so I […]

Baguio City and I were never friends. Baguio is that place families seem to be obliged to visit every year (at least in our case) when the kids are still, well, young and their participation in decision-making is as little as their financial contribution to vacations. And so, the small ones have no choice but […]