April15
I tell you, Ilocos Norte is love. The food, the weather, the history, its people. I have nothing but praise for everything Ilocos. I would like to thank, with utmost appreciation, the royal Lazo family for gracefully hosting our trip. The Lazo family is one of the oldest, and if i may add but not quite parenthetically the richest in Ilocos. HECK! They even have their own family coat of arms! The stereotypes of Ilocanos being stingy when it comes to money is NOT true. I enjoyed every bit of my 3-4 days in Ilocos… it would be impossible for me not to come back there anytime.

Paoay Church! Woohoo
I’m not gonna blog about the whole trip, coz y’know what happens in Ilocos stays in Ilocos. But all i can say is… it was a BLAST! And when i say blast, it’s putok! Pagudpod, Paoay church, windmills, lighthouse, Burgos, Graciano, the Empanadas, Bagnets, Dinuguans, Fort Ilocandia… and Cathy Lao. LOLZ! Oh, and it was my first time to hold a gun of another man. I mean, the Caliber 40 and M-16. AAAhhh, i’m having multiple orgasm typing these. Reminiscing what happened in Ilocos makes me… mushy. LOL! I want to go back there!

Pagudpod. Ehehe, lookie loookie at my body. Protruding nipples! LOLZ!
The day before i went there, i prepared for everything. I got my Jansport Bag and another duffel bag but… as i was on my way to our meeting place, I realized that i forgot the duffel bag at home! It contain 3 shorts, slippers, toothpaste, shampoo but nothing major. Good thing fatass Mikwho lent me his excess shorts, though it’s quite big! Yes folks, I’m that absent-minded. Or excited. I don’t care, i had fun.
So people, minions, visit Ilocos Norte. It’s all worth it. (See! I can totally give SOME TRAVEL BLOGS OUT THERE a run for their money! LOL!)