It was my fourth time in the City of Pines, Baguio City, Philippines. As one who likes to listen to spooky stories and movies about unseen creatures, my brother urged me to visit Diplomat Hotel where I haven’t been yet during my three previous Baguio City visits. I tried then to insert the destination into our one-day itinerary. It was a good thing that my friends were also game for it.
The Diplomat Hotel is considered as one of the most haunted hotels in the world. It was once a seminary, run by Dominican priests, and converted into a hotel that is now abandoned after a 7.8 magnitude earthquake hit Baguio City on July 16, 1990. Strange noises and headless apparitions of priests in the hotel were reported. (http://www.choosephilippines.com/specials/lists/794/baguio-haunted-spots/)
The hotel is situated on top of Dominican Hill. Our rented cab was parked outside the gate and we had to walk a little up. I felt excited to go inside upon my first view of the hotel. Though it looked old and eerie, signs of renovation were apparent in few installed glass windows at the the ground floor.
I did not edit or placed effects on the pictures below except for the last picture, which is a collage and has signages.
As we moved closer to the building, I found out that the abandoned hotel has been considered a heritage and nature park.
There were tourists around, taking pictures. But the number was not as many as in other parks like the Mines View, Burnham, and Wright, considering it was Holy Week. Holy Week is a peak season for vacation in the Philippines because people takes advantage of the long break from work and school.
Upon entering the main door, I noticed a puddle that formed from water that drips from the second floor. Though I don’t like to live in an old house, old houses always amaze me. They seem to tell so many stories, and I would like to know them through what remains of the past. I noticed immediately the inner gardens on both sides of the huge reception area. I went to the left garden since there were tourists taking photos on the right garden. I had several photos taken by my friends.
In the photo below, I tried not to smile with my teeth showing to match the ambiance.
Then my friend suggested that I should not smile at all.
After getting enough photos around, we decided to go back to our hostel. At the cab, I reviewed our pictures and saw something in the last picture above. At first, I was thinking somebody might be just walking in the hallway inside at the time the photo was captured. But when I zoomed the picture and focused on what I noticed, look if you also believe that my phone camera was able to capture a headless priest’s torso: