Atok

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A few blocks from the flower farm is the van terminal where we would ride one back to Baguio City. This short encounter of the neighborhood caught my attention that I wanted and needed to dedicate a space for the quaint establishment. It gave off a familiar feeling, one that I felt in Jiufen Old Street in Taiwan. The intersection presented a brief overview of the life in Atok, and the simplicity was inviting.

It must be the cold but the usual junk foods and noodles in a cup tasted extra good. Fighting for our slots in the van was quite entertaining and not a pinch of any hassle was felt. We were cool, it was cool. I dozed off into my slumber as soon as we drove back, not minding the curves this time.