I Traveled to Benguet

Don’t Tell My Mom I Climbed Mt. Pulag

Don’t Tell My Mom I Climbed Mt. Pulag

On February 27, 2012, I conquered the highest mountain in Luzon. We’d been preparing for this trip for only a few days and Robbie and I even went on a panic-buying Ukay spree just so we could survive the trip. While Robbie worried so much about dying, getting frostbitten at the top or losing a nose, I was pretty much sure I could do it – despite the many people who had warned me of the below zero temperature at the top. Still, I came prepared. Or I thought I did. After buying from Ukay and borrowing a jacket, scarf and sweater from friends, we boarded a jeep from Microtel Inns and Suites in Baguio and headed off to Benguet from there. We arrived at the Visitor’s Center at around 8am, I think. We went in for a short seminar on the safety and guide rules at the mountain. By then, I was already slightly nervous and paranoid. What if this was to be my last night and my parents didn’t even know I was here? My mind raced on. The seminar/talk took about 30 minutes or so. After that, the guys and I looked around the small, souvenir shop for anything that might come useful for the night. I bought hand warmers for P70. When we were all ready,

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