There is one thing I missed tha last time when I was in the Phillies: I wanted to see the Easter crucifixions. It’s a strange thing, seeing catholics get nailed to the cross, fainting, surrounded by a carnival atmosphere. Before those people get nailed the strive through the city of San Fernando (Pampanga) and slash themselves until they have bloody backs. When you walk by you need to be careful to not get some blood drips on you. Nevertheless it’s something which is explained more appropriate in pictures.
It’s been almost two years since I left the Philippines and since I left I knew I would come back to this lovely place. When the plane landed in Manila I felt so amazingly happy. I took my luggage and went outside in the hot air of Metro Manila to wave a cab. Instantly when we departed from the airport area I started to cry. Everything felt so close and like I haven’t been away for day. I could have given the taxi driver all the directions to Katipunan Ave in Quezon City, where I used to live and where I will stay for the first few days this time as well. It’s good to be back in the home of heart.