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Sadanga: A taste of a wedding

Someone from noise.cash talked about her home, Sadanga. This made me want to share this article that I have posted in another site (click here) and I am sharing it here now with some revisions. All contents and photos are mine. https://steemit.com/travelfeed/@leeart/a-glimpse-of-sadanga-mountain-province

I was invited to my friend's wedding to their hometown, Sadanga in Mountain Province. It was my first time to visit the place and I have no idea about it or what to expect. The farthest I have been to Mountain Province at that time was Bontoc and Sagada. It was nighttime when we arrived. Our travel was one of worry, on my part. Roads were built on mountain sides, mostly rocky ones. It was during the rainy season and traveling these roads can be dangerous because of possibility of landslide. Rocks and stones were also falling on some areas. We passed by a van with punctured tires caused by the sharp edges of stones on the road. Risky but we arrived in Sadanga safely. Last night's worry was rewarded with foggy but beautiful sunrise the next day. What a promising day to wake up to. The photo above is one of the many photos I took but that was the only photo that survived. Far beyond, my friend said that one can see a part of "Sleeping Beauty" of Kalinga, a famous mountain range that Kalinga boasts of named so because of how it looks like a lady lying down. At a right angle, you can see the outline of a lady's face. Sadanga is a landlocked municipality bounded by Bontoc, Kalinga, Barlig and Abra. It is a mountainous area. We traveled from Baguio City to Sadanga, passing by Bontoc. Bontoc is the capital of Mountain Province. It was all dark when we arrived and raining. We were warmly welcomed and fed. We were then housed at my friend's future home. As if the sunrise is not enough, once the sun is up, we were greeted by this.

We were right in the middle of rice terraces. I was thrilled! We were there at the opportune time because rice were already planted. It would have been a different sight once the rice are ready for harvest. The light of the sun makes them burst with color and energy. The contrast of the traditional style of architecture adds beauty to this place. The freshness of it all is a medicine to the soul - the smell, the sight, the sound - such bliss. See the picture below. Rice terraces are common here in the Philippines and in Asia. It is an ingenuous way to make use of the mountains. These terraces can go as high to the top of the mountain. What an engineering feat! Sadanga is said to be "*The Land of Kadangyans*" - *kadangyan* meaning rich man. It was used to refer to someone in rich class then. One of the ways to measure wealth is in terms of how many rice fields you have, granaries, sugar wine (*basi*) and cattle. The beauty that we saw in Sadanga was just one of its many treasures. There are caves and waterfalls that one must see. They even have a hot spring and public bath that we tried. It made me feel self-conscious but it was liberating at the same time. Of course no pictures of us there!

This boy was carrying rice the traditional way where you balance sheaf of rice on a pole. You can tell from the photo that what he was carrying was heavy. He had to grip the pole really hard. Also he seems to be doing this kind of hard labor a lot for how toned his arms are.

The houses are now being slowly upgraded to concrete. I can only imagine how it would be if the houses were made of indigenous materials such as cogon. It is common in the Cordillera that the houses are raised from the ground. The ground floor is used for storage and/or shelter animals. You can still see houses like this. What is also remarkable is that they seem to follow a certain style as noticeable in the way the roofs were built.

Breakfast is then served while enjoying the view outside. This is how food is served. These are chopped and boiled pig, cow or carabao meat. In one house that we went, the cuts were bigger. During our stay there, we ate meals in different houses. What happens is that, one family will host a meal. During our stay there, we would be climbing up and down the mountains for our next meal. All those meat that we ate were put to good use. After our breakfast, we prepared and then headed to the wedding venue. It was a simple wedding done at the school's gym but it was attended by prominent people of Sadanga.

After the ceremony, the other fun part awaited and I believe it was what everyone was looking forward to - food and cañao. Events like this, the whole town is invited. In a community where majority of people knows each other, getting married is a serious matter especially financially. You have to be prepared to feed hundreds of people. The night before the wedding, it is hard to sleep because you can hear pigs being butchered and at the same time folks taking part in the cañao which happen all night long until the next morning. Days before the wedding, during the wedding and even after the wedding, people still dance.

This man was carrying one of the many pigs butchered at that time. Some of the pigs were butchered and roasted and cooked to be served. Some were butchered and sliced to be given away to guests. I lost count how many pigs were butchered on the day of the wedding. That was the time where almost everyone gathered from far and near to celebrate the wedding or join in the merriment. Naturally, more pigs had to be butchered to feed the masses. Tokens were given to guests as well. The couple chose wooden bowls with stand and many other tokens to be given away. After the ceremony, at the reception, the newly wed will sit in an area to entertain well wishers and to accept gifts and to give tokens in return. Then comes the dance. It is in this kind of practice that shows how tradition is kept alive. Some however were no longer doing this. The introduction of Christianity changed the beliefs of many and will no longer participate in what is perceived as paganism. The next generations don't know how to do a proper *cañao*, just like these newlyweds, to the amusement of the guests.

*Gangsa* or gongs were made of metal or bronze with jaw bones of animals or wood as handles and were beaten with wooden sticks. These were played by men, kids and adults, but ladies are allowed to play it too. Each gong sounds different and each gong were beaten differently to follow a repetitive rhythm. The playing of gongs differ from region to region. Not only will the couple dance once but every now and then they are called to the dance floor. They are at the mercy of the crowd. In between dances are speeches from guests and singing from those who are bold and willing enough to do so. Different groups are called to represent families, relatives and friends. What I love watching the most are the elderly and the way they dance. There is such grace in their movement - beautiful to witness.

Ladies adorn themselves with colorful beads and snake skeletons. The skeleton bones are said to be a charm against lightning. Aside from being used as a hairpiece, it also serves as a keychain.

A popular practice is the tying of cloth around the newlyweds to place money. The couple will then dance and guests will place money, coins or bills, to where they prefer. The groom or the bride will then get that money using his/her mouth and drop it to the cloth. In this occasion, tapis or the traditional wrap-around skirt was used. It was fun to watch!

There was a lot of things going on that it's hard to keep up. Emotions are high and everybody is in good spirits. The merrymaking is infectious such that you are swayed to join the dance or to play the gong at least. Everyone is a participant and a spectator at the same time. It is in these moments you are lucky to be alive to witness a culture and tradition that survived for so many years. In this modern times, traditions are still what bond us together. This is just a snippet of what Sadanga has to offer. They have one of the beautiful rice terraces than can be seen along the way. They have caves and waterfalls that takes hours to get to so they are well preserved. They even have natural hot springs and one that is a public bath with separate baths for men and women. There is so much to look forward to. One Korean missionary fell in love with this place and now lives here. The people, culture and environment are easily lovable.

Thanks a lot for reading! See on the next blog!

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