DISCLAIMER. I don’t pretend to be naïve on issues—that behind Sagada’s progressive rise as a prime tourist spot as it continues to live up to its nirvana image is the association of the place’s name to the infamous marijuana. I’m not writing this as a loyalist to my home. These are plainly the sentiments of someone who has seen more than some people who are quick to judge and go to the extent of dubbing our little Shangri-la as a local version of Amsterdam.
I, among countless other locals fume upon the mere mention of the village being known as a capital source of the drug (cannabis sativa). Idle talk, whether facts or tittle-tattle about the proliferation of the hemp in the locality is not alien to most of us. Even as a young kid back then, I’ve been hearing hushed stories about the drug’s scandalous existence here.
I, among countless other locals fume upon the mere mention of the village being known as a capital source of the drug (cannabis sativa). Idle talk, whether facts or tittle-tattle about the proliferation of the hemp in the locality is not alien to most of us. Even as a young kid back then, I’ve been hearing hushed stories about the drug’s scandalous existence here.