I headed out to Baguio City Market – nicer and cleaner today – to buy two of my needs. Flowers. Coffee. When I’m up to my neck meeting clients’ deadlines and issues like poverty wearies the brain, I need diversion. Looking at something pretty and alive relaxes. I picked up these lovely fresh asters from my usual hunting ground in a hidden corner of the market at PHP25 per bundle. The sellers tells me the whites cost more but I don’t want whites at the moment. I need vibrant.
Next stop – freshly ground beans at Garcia’s Coffee. It’s the go-to of locals, for beans. I bought a quarter of a kilo of Benguet Coffee at PHP50. I thank the lady – she’s been there as long as I can remember and she hasn’t grown a wrinkle! I shake my head but not because she hasn’t aged but because of the contradiction – I can’t buy a premium cup of coffee brewed at top brands at PHP50 yet I have a bag of premium local bean that should last me a month or so!
I hope and selfishly at that for this City not to ever change this side of itself.