I chose Baguio City as the destination to go to for a weekend getaway in November 2015. It was intended to be a relaxing trip, savoring every moment in only a few of the many lovely places in Baguio City. First on the itinerary is the Old Diplomat Hotel on top of Dominican Hill.

I was able to write about Eerieeee Diplomat Hotel after my first visit there on a Good Friday in the year 2014. On that blog, I shared an unedited photo of what seemed to be a headless priest. I am not one who has as an open third eye. I was not able to see a single ghost in person, though I may have actually felt their presence. I had been always intrigued by spooky places and I like to listen to haunted stories ever since i was a kid.

So, off I went again to the Diplomat Hotel on a sunny November Saturday morning after an unintentional heavy breakfast at Cafe by the Ruins.

We were greeted by a guard who was stiff and not smiling, but he accommodated and answered all my questions as we crossed paths while roaming around. The first thing that I noticed was the row flags in front of the hotel. I asked if it was somewhat related to the upcoming APEC Summit (though some flags are of countries not members of the APEC). Manong Guard said the flags represent the countries who had in one way or the other contributed to what the Diplomat Hotel is at present.DSC_6919[1]


Welcome to the ‘haunted’ Diplomat Hotel!
The foyer at the entrance was as intriguing as the first time I visited. It excited me to explore the rest of the 33 rooms and other areas of the hotel, with the walls silently keeping a lot of secrets, mysteries and violent killings that they witnessed in some years.DSC_6929[1]


My boyfriend and I were the only ones at the ground floor. We could hear children’s giggling voices upstairs. We could hear them running to and fro. I could not help thinking, “What if when we go up there are really no children in there?” Haha!

The courtyards at both sides of the foyer implied intricate architecture of the building. In fact, it’s supposedly Baroque. Though the Diplomat hotel had been renovated and transformed from one function to another (rest house/ retreat house of the Dominicans, seminary, garrison, hotel), the original design and structure was retained.


The same spot where a “headless priest” behind one of the windows appeared in a picture during my first visit. It looked like my friend was less friendly this time.
There were colorful designs and posters in the foyer posts making the area less spooky.DSC_6932[1]

At the right side of the entrance was a hall with a staircase going up and in the farther end was a display of pictures about the Diplomat Hotel including the priests who originally resided in it.

Fr. Roque Ruano was a civil engineer from UST who planned the earthquake-proof Diplomat Hotel

After taking a picture of Fr. Ruano, I tried to take a photo of the original Diplomat Hotel and suddenly, a “Memory Card Error” prompted on my camera screen. The moment was coincidentally captured in the photo below:

Ooops! “Memory Card Error.” Don’t they like me taking a photo of the original Retreat House?”
We continued to explore the second and the third floors. The rooms were average-sized. Two rooms were usually adjoined by a comfort room. There was one room with a fireplace. At that point, we saw the children at the rooftop. They teasingly called us and hid when we looked at their direction.

The cross on top of Diplomat Hotel overlooking the City of Baguio
The staircase near the entrance was the only access towards the hall above it. There was no passage from the hallways or any of the rooms in the second and thirds floors. It has a gate with padlock, but was ajar that time so we went up.DSC_6970[1]DSC_7053[1]

There were students having their school play practice. It was just a long hall, with cement bricks, and looked newly-renovated. There were 3 wooden tables and a bench made of the same wood. A white board stood at the far end that implied seminars or meeting were being held in there.DSC_7044[1]


The photo below was taken with my boyfriend having to go to the opposite side of the courtyard and me, left alone in the hallway. I almost did not agree with the idea, but somehow I gained enough courage for the sake of a dramatic photo. At that point, my boyfriend had a strange experience with his DSLR camera. I’m not an expert of its mechanisms, but according to him, the camera shut off automatically. It should not when the area is dim, or something like that.DSC_7025[1]

It was a good thing that we did not have any “dangerous” or unlikely experience inside. It was bright and sunshiny anyway. I’m sure the ambiance would be different at dusk. Maybe it’s another option to consider on my next visit to Baguio City. 😀 And we happily left the place, excited to go to the next destination: The Laperal White House.DSC_6912[1]

Scan the QR code below more more information about the Diplomat Hotel.DSC_6917[1]

Very detailed directions on how to go to Diplomat hotel can be found  here.

We took a cab from Mcdonald’s near Cafe by the Ruins going to Diplomat Hotel and paid P60.00. We did not let the cab wait for us. We were game to walk down the hill until we can find another cab or jeep. We were lucky that a jeepney was available in the map below where the red star is when we reached that point. The fare going to Burnham Park was only P8.50.



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