When you head for the hills at twilight, you might as well head to its highest point.
We drove up Mt. Cabuyao in Benguet until the road ended, then groped our way along a narrow pathway towards a cliff overlooking Baguio City. Below us, the city sleeps. My thermometer read 9 degrees C, but the unrelenting wind made it feel bitingly colder. It was a price to pay for being at the highest point. Enjoy.