Just like last year, but on a "grander" level, I broke my self-imposed tradition of not going to the Pasalamat Fair. That, or I am making a new tradition.
For the week-long celebration, I was present half the time and actually out and about for the street parade rain and all.
I think the decision was influenced much by the fact that Sis had a kiosk for their plants and garden accessories for sale and they welcome an extra hand to see about Summer. So after feeding my furry darlings dinner, I could be seen up and around the city plaza just to look around or mind Summer while her folks are busy with business.
Having not made any plans earlier with friends, I found myself wanting to see the parade but without company. I'be been doing things alone and I reckoned this is not the time to start acting dependent and needy. So armed with a point-and-shoot camera and plenty of resolve to get good pictures, I patiently walked around Ezperanza to get a good vantage point by the old Canlas' house.
Sun was already absent all morning. And as expected the rain pelted down in the middle of the street dancing. A little rain won't hurt but if I was to make it to its culmination, I had to be dry and warm. So I sought shelter at the kiosk which was already filled with refugees.
Commercialism has long changed a fine tradition that started from a mandate to promote tourism around the country by creating a festival that reflects the region's main source of livelihood. Then costumes are made of biodegradable materials which were painstakingly put together to create truly admirable pieces. Today most of the costumes are either made of fabric and other materials which ultimately end up in the trash.
For the week-long celebration, I was present half the time and actually out and about for the street parade rain and all.
I think the decision was influenced much by the fact that Sis had a kiosk for their plants and garden accessories for sale and they welcome an extra hand to see about Summer. So after feeding my furry darlings dinner, I could be seen up and around the city plaza just to look around or mind Summer while her folks are busy with business.
Having not made any plans earlier with friends, I found myself wanting to see the parade but without company. I'be been doing things alone and I reckoned this is not the time to start acting dependent and needy. So armed with a point-and-shoot camera and plenty of resolve to get good pictures, I patiently walked around Ezperanza to get a good vantage point by the old Canlas' house.
Sun was already absent all morning. And as expected the rain pelted down in the middle of the street dancing. A little rain won't hurt but if I was to make it to its culmination, I had to be dry and warm. So I sought shelter at the kiosk which was already filled with refugees.
Commercialism has long changed a fine tradition that started from a mandate to promote tourism around the country by creating a festival that reflects the region's main source of livelihood. Then costumes are made of biodegradable materials which were painstakingly put together to create truly admirable pieces. Today most of the costumes are either made of fabric and other materials which ultimately end up in the trash.
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