Showing posts with label Architecture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Architecture. Show all posts

Wednesday, 26 September 2018

Visita La Residencia de Aguinaldo


Albeit two decades of living here in Luzon, it was only recently - 19 September 2018. Wednesday - when I finally visited Kawit, Cavite. Still, better late than never.

At first I thought I wouldn't be able to make it because I left Makati around noon. The Aguinaldo Shrine is only open until 4PM. Thanks to Cavitex, going to the province of Gen. Emilio Aguinaldo is faster than going anywhere in Metro Manila.

It is not difficult to spot the residence of the First Republic's residence. Amidst the houses in Kawit, the Aguinaldo Shrine stands proud in white paint. I easily hopped out the bus and walked a little into the compound.

I love the architecture. Well, I always appreciate colonial architecture in the country. The guide inside the shrine mentioned that the residence didn't start as what it looks like today. The General made extensions on the right side of the house for his children. If I remember correctly, there were three additional rooms on the second level, for the daughters of the general. There's a room leading to the tower but it was off limits. Too bad. I would've loved to explore the place.

It rained some minutes before the shrine was to be closed for the day. Having no umbrella, I had to stay. It's interesting that I had to take shelter from a very old and historical house, one that has contributed a number of times for the country. God bless this house.

Because of the rain, I haven't explored the compound. I headed straight inside the residence when I came. Thinking about it, I have to go back. A friend of mine was also inviting.

Hanging out inside, I learned some interesting information about the country's first dictator and his house. I dare say Mr. Emilio Aguinaldo was one particular and meticulous person.

It was also relaxing to watch the rainfall from his residence, whether from the window beside his bedroom or through the windows at the receiving area and even when you do so at The Sinner's Balcony, which is overlooking a river not so obvious anymore. Too bad. I was told the river used to play important role in transportation and trade back in the old days.

I would've gone to the irasan but it was getting late and I had work the following day. I ended up not sleeping. I was too preoccupied with President Emilio Aguinaldo. Visiting his house was one thing, watching GOYO: Ang Batang Heneral  was another. That was double dose.




Monday, 14 July 2014

From the Capital to the Summer Capital

Would've posted this first if it wasn't for the World Cup. Geez.. speaking of which, there's no more game to watch out for. Spell #SepAnx.

Let's forget the 2014 World Cup for the mean time. So what's really going on with me?

I left Manila last July 9, Wednesday, for Baguio to follow my mother. It's a roller coaster with a lot of reasons and expectations and hopes. I was supposed to leave earlier but there's the World Cup semis. Would've traveled overnight (July 8/9) if it wasn't for the Brazil vs. Germany match. #AsianProblem

It was raining when I reached Pampanga. It was a beautiful sight, I'd say, as I love watching the rain. And it felt pretty sentimental as I was travelling alone. And there were beautiful sceneries. Cue: When I'm Gone. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to capture them all.

When I was already approaching the Summer Capital of the Philippines, I saw fogs covering some areas of the mountain ranges although it was still quite early.


The first time I roamed around the city by myself was yesterday. I'd say I've explored more than I did during my first couple of days with my mother. I've been to two universities by accident but I'd say I wasn't lost. Yes, because "Not all who wander are lost."

The thought just came to me when I was walking the street shown on the photo on the right. It had that feel, but it was also pretty exciting. It felt like I was on an adventure. On my own though.

What I first noticed in Baguio, which I haven't when we visited this city many years back, is its architecture. I love the uniqueness of Baguio architecture, if there is such a term anyway. The city reminds me of Europe, though I haven't been there yet, especially The Netherlands. The World Cup has nothing to do with it, but it really does remind me of Dutch houses and buildings. Each house has different paint colour and window. It's so amusing.

I find the city pretty. I'd love to explore more, but I'll be patient. There's a time for that and hopefully my phone would then have enough memory capacity to capture the scenes.

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