BACK TO VIGAN
I don’t know if it was the actual case, but it seemed to me that the whole point of going to Vigan was to hunt for bagnet. So barely 2 hours after having lunch at the horrible Bolusan Restaurant, we were again at Irene’s Empanada at the heritage town to eat. This was the last (and so far only) place where we had a taste of bagnet and it was only natural to assume that we can expect to again have bagnet there.
Unfortunately, and to our collective frustration, Irene’s had also ran out of bagnet. So we settled for the next best thing and just had two empanadas each. And since we were in Vigan anyway, we also took the opportunity to do some last-minute shopping for souvenirs and picture taking at Calle Crisologo. We also had the good sense of stopping by the Vigan Public Market to purchase, what else, bagnet and also the famous Vigan longganisa.
(At this point, I’ve stopped lugging around my camera and taking pictures. I was already thinking of the impending return to Manila and so my mind was no longer in vacation mode.)
Overall, throughout this trip, I ended up buying the following for pasalubong: 1 kilo of bagnet, 3 large bags of kornik, 3 bags of soft biscocho and 1 small pack of polvoron (but we’ve already eaten all of it even before leaving Ilocos.) With all the loot in tow, we were finally driving back to Manila. Good bye, Ilocandia! I’m definitely going back, but that afternoon all I wanted was to get back to the familiar comforts of home.
LONG DRIVE TO MANILA
The drive was pretty much uneventful, only punctuated by three stops – one of which was at a mansion-like house in the middle of ricefields somewhere in Ilocos Sur. Speaking of Ilocos Sur, I think we spent an awful lot of time on the road in that province. I must have slept ang woken up a few times and found out that we were still in it.
It became apparent that for those of us who had shift that night, we wouldn’t make it to the office on time, so we just tried to get as much sleep as we could on the road in order to not doze off at work. This was especially hard in a moving vehicle, even one as comfortable as a 10-seater van.
At around 1:27 a.m. of Wednesday, June 1, we were finally dropped off at our office. So with my backpack, dry sack, three plastic bags of assorted stuff, I walked in the office wearing only shorts and somehow forgetting to bring with me my company ID.
What a weekend. The end.
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This entry is part of the Ilocos series dated May 29-31, 2011: