Technically, this isn’t a Layag trip because, uhmm, we didn’t cross the sea, but we just wanted to write about it because it was an amazing experience.
For this trip to the mountains, I volunteered to help out in a coffee farm for the weekend with a bunch of other coffee enthusiasts and solo travelers, apparently. We met a family of humble coffee farmers in the heart of Benguet. We experienced the tedious process of making coffee – from picking the cherries, pulping them to reveal the beans, drying them up, mashing them and peel off the parchment-like cover, sifting through them and taking out the “bad” ones, and then finally, slow roasting them in a pan.
The day after the harvest, we went back to the community for a social gathering. Games were played, and I was given the opportunity to conduct a basic drawing workshop with the kids of the coffee farmers after a lively storytelling session.
I wasn’t able to take a lot of photos because I was enjoying myself too much. I’m not exaggerating when I say that this is one of the best trips of my life. Thank you, Coffee AID!