National Museum and my friend
I started with my classes (what classes? secret) three weeks ago. This means I need to work from Monday to Friday, and attend classes on Saturday and Sunday. After doing this for three weeks of no rest... I just can't absorb anything... I made some excuses why I should leave the room and skip the class for that day. First excuse, I read a book about the lecture anyway. This is half truth since I only finish half of the book. Second excuse, the lecturer used too much of gimmick and less of the real lecture... Well, he was good and entertaining and... but since I was on my downward spiral moment, I just can't take everything... Last and my last straw, there was a couple of girls who were talking rubbish and seated behind me, I got so annoyed and that pushed me off to my limits. Okay, when the lecturer called for a lunch break, I left the room and never came back.
I called my friend, a high school friend who was working on Saturday morning to join me for lunch, we actually planned to have dinner, but since I was not in a mood to do learning in a classroom setting, we changed our plan. We had a quick lunch in Sbarro, went window shopping then.. after an hour we decided to go to the National Museum
, it was pretty near. My friend has not visited the place since college, so we went there..just the two of us. The place was still the same as the last time I visited, which was two months ago. And I planned to come back and join a tour by the curator (?) himself, because this is the only way I can take photos of the items inside. I really want to take picture of the Spolarium
After the museum visit, and still nothing to do but not wanting to go home, we headed to Intramuros
which was very close by.
Back in time
There's a place there that I have not visited despite of my many visits to this area. I still have not seen Fort Santiago
. I really wanted to visit this place since this used to be the seat of the colonial powers of both Spain and the US, and was also a prison and a torture chamber during the Spanish time. One of the famous if not the most famous person who spent time inside the jail was our National Hero, Jose Rizal
. This was where he wrote the poem, Mi Ultimo Adios
, his last poem before he was executed in Bagumbayan (known now as Rizal Park). The poem is considered the most poignant work of Filipino literature, it was written in Spanish. This poem was slipped secretly on the oil lamp and was smuggled to his Family.
Rizal's last steps were also traced, and people who saw small steps where amused why the steps were so small, about half foot or even less.
Rizal's Last Journey
Hello people! Rizal's feet were tied when he made this last steps!!! Can't you get it!!!??? The most ridiculous comment I heard was... "Maybe because he was only 5 foot tall". Anyway, I was still on my irritated self when I heard it maybe that's why it made some impact on my sanity.
And since we went there past 5 PM already, the museum - Rizal Shrine Museum
- where the original manuscript of the poem is displayed was close already... Another reason for me to come back....O wells, it was a hot day, I felt exhausted after all this walking and talking...
We finished off the day with a dinner in Harbour Square..