We stayed at the Plaza Maria Luisa for a single night. It was a huge Spanish styled house with interiors done in antiques and mirrors. On every landing, there is a huge lifesize portrait of a woman, presumably the Maria Luisa who gave the place her name. The hallways were dark and footfalls echoed. And when you walked, long shadows were cast in front of you. Marlon the camera guy howled while our baggages were carried up. "Awoo!" It was a juvenile thing to do, but we couldn't really help it. We were staying in bahay ni Lola. What is creepier than that? I kept expecting an upside down Gloria Romero to appear right in front of us.