By this time, most people have gone back to the provinces to take a long, well-deserved break. Some, however, would be working and perhaps still checking this blog for news about our beloved alma mater

It is also perhaps a good time to reflect on the months that passed. For the first quarter of this year, we’ve seen people lose jobs due to the world financial crisis. But as expected, most Filipinos have found ways to cope.

Also, with the presidential elections next year, expect a roller-coaster ride. Just now, we can already see a lot of the presidential hopefuls “campaigning.”

The Baguio City Public Market is the womb of Baguio City. While we celebrate the city’s centennial year, the market quietly passes its 101st year. That is, one hundred and one years of the growth of a public space that has a unique aesthetic and a vibrant atmosphere. 101 years of extensive, thick, living networks of farmers, fisher-folk, entrepreneurs, their families, and the families of Baguio residents and visitors. 101 years of trade in the products of our region, and products from around the country and the world.

Here are the results of the poll on who should be the next UPB Chancellor:

Prof. Lorelei C. Mendoza – 44%
Prof. Priscilla Supnet-Macansantos – 56%

Thanks for those who participated. The poll is now closed.

The deadline for nominations and submission of relevant papers for the UP Baguio Chancellorship has passed (16 Feb 2009). Only two names have been forwarded:

• Prof. Lorelei C. Mendoza
• Prof. Priscilla Supnet-Macansantos

Who would you want to be the next UP Baguio Chancellor?

It’s time to give tribute to one of my favorite tourist destinations in Benguet – Asin Hot Springs, the haunt of numerous sem-enders and weekend picnics and the official basin for UP Baguio’s swimming classes and varsity.

People are normally quiet in the jeepney on the way to Asin Hot Springs. It must have been because a lot of us had to wake up at an ungodly hour in order to catch the jeepney to Tuba. Well, we UPians wake up soon enough and end up totally monopolizing conversation in the jeepney, with the locals simply smiling at us “tourists”.