Baguio, for some weird reason, captured my heart. There's something mesmerizing about it that makes me go back over and over again. Maybe it's the cold and foggy weather? The pine trees? The small town image that I have always pictured in my head? Who knows!  I recently had a dream of me living alone in this city. Staring blankly at the ethereal forest from the huge glass window in the apartment that I was renting, I was in awe. There, I saw myself switching to a new career, blending in with the crowd, buying veggies from the market, and even cooking for myself!  I REPEAT COOKING FOR MYSELF !!! Enough of the pep talk.  Here comes the trip! We reached Baguio around 10pm and the only thing we want that time was a good night's rest. I could barely feel my butt from all the sitting that we did lol. The next morning, I, of course, encouraged them to try the 50s Diner for our breaky!  And just like the tourist that we were, we visited some famous