It was a dream come true. Finally, the things I saw as in photographs as a kid came to life.
From Baguio City, I took a Partas bus bound for Laoag. It was 9:00 am. After almost seven hours of travel, I was able to reach Vigan City.
It was a hot Sunday afternoon. As soon as I got off the bus, I started sweating. Yet, despite the summer heat, I braved the streets of the city and found my way to the in where I had made a reservation.
It was called Mojica Residencia Inn, a comfy yet affordable inn. It was small but it was good enough for its price. As soon as I came in, I was greeted by its friendly staff. I showed my proof of payment, then I was given the key for my room.
After checking in, I immediately took a quick shower and went out to look for Calle Crisologo. I also craved some coffee and was lucky to have found a branch of Mocha Blends. I ordered a serving of Iced Latte.
Since I was already hungry, I started to walk as soon as I finished my coffee. I passed by a couple of interesting eating places but what appealed to me the most was the Bigaa Gastropub. It was a nice place. It also offered Vigan Sampler, which included Vigan Longganisa, Crispy Bagnet, Pinakbet. It also came with a bowl of Sinanglao.
Honestly, I still don’t know how I managed to eat everything included in the package. Or, perhaps, I was able to do so granted that I stayed in that place for a couple of hours, busy staring at the view outside of the window–the ever-famous Calle Crisologo and tourists having the time of their lives.
It was already dark when I walked out of the gastropub yet there were still a lot of people around, especially along Calle Crisologo and at the nearby plaza. Curious about the normal life of people in the area, I found the courage to go out of the Heritage Village for a while. I walked along the back roads, seeing normal houses and commercial establishments. To me, it was a liberating experience. At least I was able to see two facades of Vigan City.
After that, I went to the plaza and watched the dancing fountain display. Then, I went back to the center again and searched for a place where I could get a drink.
I ended up at BarTech, where I got the chance to drink on Calle Crisologo. As in, outside, using a giant barrel as my table. I downed a bottle of beer and a shot of whiskey.
I felt sleepy, eventually, so I went back to the inn and rested. The next day, I woke up early and prepared for Mindoro Beach.
Actually, I wasn’t really sure about how I could get there. Good thing, I met Jong, a local tour guide. He was driving his own tricycle and he offered to take me to the beach for Php120. I said yes, of course, knowing how far it was from there. But before heading to the beach, I asked if he could take me to an eating place first, so I could have breakfast.
He brought me to Kubo Ville, where I ate Crispy Bagnet with rice. Right after finishing my meal, I texted Jong to pick me up and take me to Mindoro Beach.
The beach, indeed, was far from the Heritage Village. It was near the old Vigan Airport and was literally on the edge of the country.
I had a lot fun on the beach because it was deserted and it had black sand. Sure, I was a bit scared, too. Although I tried to go swimming in there, I had to be very careful because no one would be there to save me.
After almost two hours, I prepared to leave the beach. I was lucky because there were tricycles waiting nearby. One took me back to the inn for Php100.
I took a shower as soon as I got to the inn. I also prepared my stuff and checked out.
Then, I went to Calle Crisologo again. There, I found Irene’s Vigan Empanada. I bought Special Empanada and ate it there. It was so delicious!
Right after that, I went to a nearby coffee shop called Coffee Break. I ordered Iced Latte and stayed there for an hour.
Finally, I left the coffee shop and took a tricycle to the bus terminal. I took a Partas bus bound for Cubao.