to see the wee hiking and hat weaving mecca of Principal. Of course this was just an overnighter, and we thought we'd come back the way we were supposed to have come in the first place, through the jewelry mecca of Chordeleg. Turns out for the sheer sake of dramatic crescendo this was a great way to go.
Our drive in from Sigsig gave us the all-at-once, slap you in the face view of Principal at the base of the nearby (long extinct) volcano once you crest the mountain between them. The 40-minute bus ride back to Chordeleg, however, was just a constantly changing but ceaseless bunch of beautiful views. As we watched one view fade away behind us and we got that "ahh, that was really nice" kind of élan, we turned and saw another that had snuck up while we were facing the other way.
|No, sweetie, daddy was just kidding about feeding you out of a trough|
And the donut hole man in between buses makes everybody happy.
So does the meat-on-a-stick man, but we couldn't get Teddy to pose with him.
All these pretty sights, great hike, tranquil time in a little town, all in just over 24 hours. That's time management.