Just as I thought I'd spend a quiet Holy Week in Manila. Now I find myself in a church in a foreign land, attending the stations of the cross surrounded by people of different races.
Traditionally - an unintentionally - I spend Holy Week outside the Philippines. I've spent in in Spain, Mexico, Singapore, Thailand, among other places. The only times I spent Holy Week in the Philippines were in 2006 and 2007 - and those were the years I was living in HKG. So, whenever I'm based in Manila, I'd go out, but if I'm in another country, I come home. It's a weird arrangement, but it works.
Makes me wonder where I'll end up next year.
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