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A Rock Formation and Windmills


The Eid Al-Adha vacation this year passed by so quickly! As usual, I didn't use my eight-day rest to do all the things I wanted to do. I didn't clean our cabinets and pantry. I didn't iron as much clothes as I can so I wouldn't have to iron them when work and school starts, and I didn't declutter our room. We just went to the beach which was more than 400 kilometers and four hours away from Riyadh and stayed there for a day, watched movies when we went back home, ate and slept the vacation away which made me guilty but happy at the same time.

But there's one thing I promised I would do this week and that is to finish the Ilocos provinces posts. Let me start with Kapurpurawan Rock Formation.
When I first saw it featured on blogs and travel websites, I knew I had to see it in person. I honestly didn't know it was included in our itinerary so I got excited when I knew it was.


The roads leading to the municipality of Burgos, the most northwestern part of Ilocos Norte where Kapurpurawan Rock Formation is found, were asphalted and lined with stores for quick refreshments. I've read in an article before that one of the reasons traveling in the Philippines is difficult is the distance of tourist spots from one another. But when those distances were lined with stores, quaint houses and interesting people, the journey from one destination to another won't be a bore and a burden. It's just a matter of how you view things.

Take Fred and me for example. Fred was in awe when we reached the Kapurpurawan Rock Formation. I wasn't. He took as many pictures as he could. I didn't. I know I just told you that I was excited when I knew we would be checking out the rock formation. But when we got there, I lost that excitement and continued exploring the area just because we were already there.

Maybe, it's the marsh. Call me whatever you like but I just don't appreciate them. I don't like looking at slimy, greenish and brownish deposits on rocks. But please don't let my preferences affect your plan of visiting the rock formation. Believe me, the whole place is beautiful!



We reached the Kapurpurawan Rock Formation on foot but didn't get too near to touch it. We didn't have enough time because we still had to check out the Bangui Windmills. At last, I saw the windmills! I haven't seen one in my entire life and it made me regret that I didn't go there on a morning when the sky isn't overcast and the waves aren't too strong.



The waves that afternoon were too strong that I almost died when I saw Sunday and her friends bravely chase their slippers but unknowingly put their lives in danger. They could have drowned right there and then. I was so thankful that Fred was near to get the kids and their slippers back. It was a tragedy waiting to happen. And I was so thankful that God took care of us then.


I told you, stores are just everywhere here. We ended our trip to the rock formation and the windmills by buying souvenirs from these stalls.

Entrance fee to Kapurpurawan Rock Formation
Children: P5 / ¢10 / SR0.5
Adult: P15 / ¢35 / SR1.25


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  1. Looks like it's gloomy when you were in Kapurpurawan and Bangui ;-) when we went there it was so hot, my hubby got sunburned hehehe, lucky I was wearing my hat and sarong to cover my shoulder, by the way I finally posted my Ilocos tour too hehehe, super late na

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    1. Yes, I regret that we went there on an afternoon. I think it's best to visit there on a morning. I would love go back there someday. Takes my mind away from the idea of going back to work. :)

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