Last weekend was peaceful and meaningful. First off, my SIL Albie flew to Bohol to see my PILs on Maundy Thursday while the hubby came back from Bohol (same reason) on Good Friday. I didn’t feel alone on the day my SIL left because I was with my extended family and of course, our dog Jasper, haha. I also did a lot of cooking because I realized it’s something I’m willing to do freely and I’m kinda good at it, ha! 😛
When I got an invite to the Block Party (a weekend of art, food, and music at the Makiling Park of Ayala Alabang Village), I knew instantly our weekend will be relaxing and fun. It was a two-day event (March 28th and 29th) but we only went on the first day which was last Saturday. Since the hubby is currently enjoying his sem break from grad school, we drove to Bacoor on Friday night and went to the Block Party from our house the next day.
We got to the venue at past 12:00 p.m., just in time for lunch. It was a beautiful day but the sun was scorching hot. Good thing there were tables and chairs set up under the cool shades of trees. There were also mats with blankets and throw pillows scattered all over the place inviting people to lie down and relax. Cool music was also being played which added to the festive vibe in the park.
Yesterday was Palm Sunday or the start of the Holy Week. As we had expected, the neighborhood parish where we heard the morning mass was filled to the brim with people waving palaspas (decorated palm fronds). One look and you could tell they’re all there for two things: to reaffirm their faith in Jesus and have their palaspas blessed by the priest so they could hang it on their doors when they get home.
Traffic was bad on our way to the church. The hubby and I mutually decided that I go ahead so I could buy some palaspas and have them blessed (usually the blessing is done prior to the mass). And that’s what I did. He, on the other hand, stayed in the car driving. We just met inside the church. The mass finished on time despite the large crowd and the intense heat.
We started our Sunday morning earlier than usual today. I, along with the boyfriend’s family, joined in the community procession for Palm Sunday. We walked from the plaza all the way to San Miguel Shrine (our church). We passed thru several streets and alleys on our way to the church. Each of us were holding our blessed palaspas (decorative palm fronds). We enjoyed walking while chanting out the Osana song. The community procession was actually a reenactment of a scene in the holy bible where Jesus Christ, the son of God, walked down from the Mount of Olives and were welcomed by the people.
As we passed thru the houses, people looked out their windows and joined us in the singing. It was my first time to passed thru those alleys and I couldn’t help but admire the beautiful houses nestled in there. Most of them had lovely terraces and cool home address signs. They even had plenty of potted plants outside that added aesthetic appeal to their places of residence.