The Hottest Day in Baguio

July 2, 2008

I am writing this for yesterday, July 1, wherein, in all my life here in Baguio that I felt it at its hottest temperature.
It was yesterday, July 1 at 8:23 in the evening, when i was aboard in a jeep going home that I was premeditating to write down this one to my blog. I choose to ride at the back of driver's seat so as to let air from the front cool me down. It was in that day when I can feel that the temperature around me was dry and warm. No gentle breeze or some kinda windy stuff.I've gone to "wagwagan " or "ukay-ukay" centers where peole buy surplus goods and accessories to canvass where could I buy gogles.Yes, there were some who have gogles in their inventory displays but they just don't fit my taste.I'm looking for speedo or arena brand gogles that competitive swimmers use and not just an ordinary children's gogles. I go to the library of SLU (5th floor of Charles Vath building) to review my lessons in accounting 303. I sat down to cooldown myself for a while and stretch my legs. I removed my jacket but I can observe that only a minimum degrees Celcius of what i feel was reduced. I ignore it, I just continue reading. I go to our class and the temperature didn't change at all. The sun's rays was directly hitting me but I still didn't remove my jacket. I just didn't make any movements sos as to maintain my temperature. My seatmate even removed her jacket and used paper to fan herself. My seatmate on my left side used the curatains to shade us and WES, i colled down abit somehow. Nest class, the temperature colled down a bit. my last class, the temperature was the same to that of the second. I was now on a jeepney going home and can't help but wonder that it was as if the hottest and driest experience in my life in Baguio city. I theorizes that it was because of a low humidity in the atmosphere. The air was really dry. maybe because of the so called global warming that transformed Baguio city ( the summer capital of the Philippines where pinetrees and moss were abundant and the resinous scent of pines could be smelled making you feel like you are in a cool ecstacy. And the mist that once covered its hills and its overflowing streams with its waters white and clear. where smoke of burning pine was its perfume. But now, those things were just reduced to memories or dreams that you've seen in the night you're aslept and then woke up and could not go back to it anymore. Poor BAguio!)

If only it were full of trees, then they could had been the insulator but the central business district doesn't even have one.

no legacy for the generations to come.