by When we were nearing the end of our Ilocos adventure, one of the stops that truly left a mark on me was the Burgos Wind Farm. I had seen countless photos of these majestic, towering, and a little surreal wind turbines before. But as with most things, seeing them in person was an entirely different experience.
I’ve always associated wind turbines with images from Europe or the US. For the longest time, they felt like something far away, something you’d only see in postcards or documentaries. So when our bus drove up the coast and I finally caught a glimpse of the Burgos wind turbines, it almost felt like a small dream realized.
The sheer scale of the turbines was the first thing that struck me. They were massive. Like, literally. Their blades moved slowly, almost gracefully, like they weren’t in any rush at all. Honestly, it was strange and comforting at the same time. I remember standing there, trying to take it all in. This is something so much bigger than all of us. Literally and figuratively.
There was a sense of pride, too. To know that we have something like this in the Philippines, and in such a beautiful setting, made me appreciate the effort that went into building it. Definitely, this was about sustainability, and not just about tourism and progress. But of course, as a traveler, I couldn’t help but focus on the simple joy of finally being there. There I was, in front of something I’d long wanted to see.
What made the visit even more memorable was the timing. Being one of our last few stops in Ilocos, it felt like a fitting finale. After days of exploring churches, heritage houses, food spots, and natural wonders, the Burgos Wind Farm felt like a simple reminder. It told us that Ilocos is not only rich in history and culture but also looking toward the future. It was both grounding and inspiring.
I didn’t take too many photos. In fact, I just stood there for a while, goosebumps all over, and letting the scene sink in. Although I love taking photos, sometimes, it’s better to store memories in your heart rather than on your camera. And I know that the sound of the wind, the sight of those slowly spinning blades, and the quiet feeling of awe will stay with me for a while.
As we left Burgos, I looked back one last time. The wind turbines lined up along the coast looked almost like guardians, standing tall and steady. And I thought to myself, “I finally saw them.” It was a simple thought, but it carried a lot of meaning for me. Sometimes, it’s the simplest experiences that stay with you the longest.
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