I have always wanted to visit the National Museum of Fine Arts because I want to see Juan Luna’s Spolarium. While I do appreciate art (I think), I don’t understand all art so I veer towards the art that has cultural and/or historical significance. And the Spolarium was one thing I wanted to see. Advertisements
After catching up with sleep on a Thursday midday, Joel and I hurried to Rizal Park to see if we can still get inside one of our national museums — the National Museum of Anthropology. The museum closes at 5:00 P.M., and admission ends at 4:30. We arrived at 4:00 PM and students were hurrying down the stairs to go home.
I woke up at half past 3 in the afternoon in Manila. I was refreshed and the pain in my eye that has been bugging me the past four days is now gone. We arrived in the capital 12 hours before, hit the welcoming pillows of the quaint Casa Bocobo Hotel at 4AM, visited a government agency for a scheduled appointment, had lunch at a Chinese restaurant, and went home to get some much-needed shut eye. I was glad it was still half past 3. That means we still have enough day light to cover at least one museum, the whole length of Rizal Park, and still be on time for an afternoon tea.
My boyfriend and I do most of our traveling by foot. It is my belief that one can only get to “feel” the pulse of the place when one interacts with the locals, peer at empty alleys, and get lost among strange streets. Wherever we go, I always have the desire to walk, and walk, and walk. There are many things you’ll miss when riding a vehicle, so I’d prefer to walk.
When we have time, my boyfriend and I visit his aunt and family who lives in Taguig City. Taguig is very convenient coming from the airport because it is very near and I actually love that their house is near Libingan ng mga Bayani and the Bonifacio Global City. During this visit, my boyfriend and I did a walking tour of BGC, starting from Market! Market! (pausing for some Wendy’s burgers and a little shopping), proceeding to Serendra and then capping the walking tour at The Mind Museum where we purchased tickets for an afternoon visit.
We went to Manila mainly to attend the wedding of my boyfriend’s college classmate. It was going to be in San Agustin Church in Intramuros and it was a good chance to explore the walled city again. My first time to go to Intramuros was in 2005 when my grandma took me with her in one of the Wow! Philippines exhibitions there. I could not remember what the place looked like in 2005 because we got there at night. All I remembered was the streets were really narrow, and were tiled. So, I was back in 2012, and the streets were still narrow