Pandoraspace

Other than the pine trees, I was also confronted by the Baguio fog the last time I was there.

I was driving around town with some people when a thick fog suddenly enveloped us. While the person driving us around was very tense trying to figure out whether we were still on road, I sat back, smiled and told myself that this is the Baguio I remember.

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