September marks the onset of the dropping of temperature in most parts of the country but it is, I believe, most felt in the highlands. At this same time the scent of pine gets more intense and the people, perhaps, because of the weather or in anticipation of Christmas become warmer, smiling more.
Of course, this is the best time to dress up. Residents resurrect their leather jackets, trench coats, wool, cashmere, scarves and shawls from the closet. Session Road becomes a cat walk and everyone a model.
Longing, I am, for that nippy air that gets into your clothes, chills your cheeks, ears and hands. That cold air that tries hard to get in between the sheets as you clutch your comforter closer. That climate that makes it more enjoyable to drown your choice of poison in the company of friends around a bonfire or just in the local hang out.
Soon...I am getting myself "nipped".
2 comments:
this is khu-co-cool.. I wonder how's it going to be like as one of the characters in your mental picture of these people walking in Baguio clad in warm suits.
awesome..
p.s.
I do find most of your post interesting... I learned quite a lot... salamat =)
Thank you brrrry much!
Spend the coming holidays in Baguio if you want to experience it.
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