It was the Saturday where we'll be having our temple and I woke up at 7 am.
I totally rushed things and ended up boarding the wrong bus.
That day was a crappy one; and I was wearing my it-floods-when-I-wear-this shoes.
It was one thing to visit the different temples around the Manila area,
to feel pissed off the entire day was another thing.
Good thing the biscocho my mother had brought me days before tastes awe-some...
I never had any idea that a biscocho could taste that good.
The first temple we visited was the Taoist temple. I was very much
surprised to see a statue of Jesus standing side by side their other idols.
This was taken inside the bus; we were actually living THE LIFE OF a PIg.
These were the guardians of the temple (though I don't recall seeing such statues).
The 25-foot golden Buddha statue.
Why take a shot of a statue when we have a real-life Buddha with us on tour.
Peace Brylle.
Amie started the joke, not me.
The temples we were able to visit were:
:: the Taoist temple where they had three major statues representing their own version of the Trinity
and to my surprise they're actually keeping a statue of Jesus
(or what he was supposed to look like as a human)
:: the Blue Mosque in Maharlika village where we were made to wear scarfs over our heads
(mine was really itchy)
:: the Buddhist temple with the 25-foot golden buddha and some drawings on the ceiling which reminded me of the scary illustrations on the book 'Best-loved Stories from Thailand'
(the illustrations totally gave me a nightmare when I was a kid)
:: the Sikh temple where an Indian guru delivered a speech/sermon in a heavy accent (and the only word I understood was dollar & I just kept saying 'All is well, all is well' to keep myself from lying on the soft mat) and they had the most beautiful statues. Most of them were women statues if not animals.
+credits to Mira Manayon and Jam Constantino for the photos.+
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