Pictures by Jonathan Lim, Sarah Chong and Melissa Chia
The architecture of the church is gorgeous
We headed out into Manila on our first day feeling fresh and upbeat after a short, comfortable flight, a breakfast at Jollibee's, and a few hours of shut-eye. As we took a drive around the city, it gave us great pleasure to point out and compare jeepneys, various words, and buildings with the ones we had grown familiar with in Iloilo. We stopped by The Church of the Black Nazarene in Quiapo, and spent some time inside marveling at the architecture and the grandeur. I, for one, had not been aware of what the Black Nazarene was, and learned about it for the first time in the church on that day. It is a statue of Jesus Christ that had apparently turned dark when it survived a fire on its way to the Philippines, and is believed by many to be miraculous. We also spent some time looking upward at the panels on the ceiling depicting the birth of Christ on one hand and his crucifixion on the other.
The inside (where Mass was being celebrated) is an unusually large, open space without any pillars to block the gaze of the faithful
Street children from the square outside wandered in and began going around our group asking for spare change. Most of them were barefoot and many were in old clothes that could not cover them properly. They stood along the pews begging in stark contrast to the magnificence of the church. It was not long before they were captivated by the camera of one of our photography team and happily posed for a few photos with their faces in between the slats of the pews.
Street children tug at tourists, something that came as a shock to us after Iloilo
Outside the church, many stalls were set up. These sold a large variety of things. There were multi-coloured rosaries on display at many of the stalls, and a few of us stopped to buy some for our families at home. One seller was excited to learn that we were from Malaysia, and even spoke some Malay. He told us that he had worked in Malaysia for three years, but that he had been deported back to the Philippines by the government. We wished him well and carried on walking around the square. Some children in the center were playing with a kite made of thin rattan rods and a blue garbage bag.
Quiapo reminded us of a pasar malam. Needless to say, we felt quite at home.
Street children playing with a garbage bag kite
At the end of the morning, we were dropped off at the Binondo Church. Some of our number bought holy water at the church’s entrance while others lit a candle in the outer shrine. Finally, we met our guide for ‘The Big Binondo Food Wok’ and proceeded into an afternoon of exploring Chinatown in Old Manila.
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