Pre-Holy Week Visita Iglesia: Molo Church

Molo Church iloilo

” The Molo exudes a blatant expression of Gothic-Renaissance architecture, the one of its kind outside Manila. The interior is a fusion of Gothic and Romanesque architectures, there is a constant alternation between the overpowering features of Gothic and the recessive characteristics of Romanesque.”Explore Iloilo

One sunny morning after my exciting road trip to San Joaquin, I took a jeep to Molo to visit the “feminist church”, the Church of Saint Anne.  This is the nearest church with significant historical value other than the cathedral in Jaro. It was a quick trip before checking out and leaving Iloilo with so much more to see.

In honor of Saint Anne, the church was known to be a feminist church because of the two rows of sixteen female saints lined on both sides of the altar. These saints are Sta. Marcela, Apolonia, Genoveva, Isabel, Felicia, Ines, Monica, Magdalena, Juliana, Lucia, Rosa de Lima, Teresa, Clara, Cecilia, Margarita and Marta.

Sixteen female saints, one on each pillar

The Church’s interior is simple.  It is not as ornate compared to some other house of worships I’ve been to.

A statue of the church’s patroness, St. Ana, is housed in the retablo, along with statues of the Blessed Virgin and the Holy Trinity.

Murals and other paintings adorn the walls and ceiling of the church.  Mariano Mabunay and Jesue Huervas were commissioned to paint the murals in the church’s interior, which depict the Crucifixion and Resurrection of Christ.

Underneath the Church’s dome ceiling.
The baptismal chamber

When I arrived, there were a number of people gathering in and out of the church. I thought there was a mass so I hesitated because I might be disturbing the celebration.  Later, I realized that the people were waiting for the baptismal ceremony to commence.

One of the two beautifully crafted pulpits.

The parish priest usually delivers the gospel in a pulpit where he can see the entire church and all its attendees. I can only see these structures in old churches these days.  The modern church structure no longer replicate this traditional spot. The pulpits (there is one on each side) in St. Anne is beautifully preserved.

Typically, the church should have a plaza or a park and I find the one outside the church of St. Anne relaxing.  It is cool underneath the shade of large trees and the presence of well maintained vegetation.

Before I get to disturb the upcoming ceremony, I made a silent prayer for my safe flight back to Manila and an opportunity to go back and explore the rich culture in Iloilo.

 

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Pre-Holy Week Visita Iglesia: Miag-ao Church

miag-ao church iloilo

I was beginning to worry “big time” when all the jeeps passing by the waiting shed were south bound and nothing was heading back to the city. At nearly four  in the afternoon, the sun was still unforgiving while the ground was doing great in reflecting the golden rays. Soaking in sweat I patiently waited while trying to find a signal for my mobile phone. A bus stopped and I looked at the sign with disinterest (knowing that it’s going some place else) and voila! — A bus going to Iloilo City!

I took the ordinary bus.  I was standing on the aisle near the door.  I didn’t care if I get thrown in all direction.  I made sure that my feet was firmly planted on the floor.  It’s really not easy with a tripod on one hand and a camera bag dangling.  The bus was packed and it’s speeding like a roller coaster on the road! I only paid P15 from San Joaquin to Miag-ao, my next destination.

Miag-ao Church before sunset

The Church of Sto. Tomas de Villanueva is an Agustinian-built church and is a UNESCO World Heritage Site. Mainly in Baroque style, it has a local feel due to the bas-relief (coconut tree) facade and the materials used.  It is made of carbonaceous limestone of soft yellow ochre color indigenous to the area.

If the sun in San Joaquin was unforgiving, the clouds in Miag-ao couldn’t hold their tears. It was cloudy and drizzling.

Miag-ao Church is one of the most amazing house of worship I have seen so far.  The artistic reliefs with Pinoy influence while the western grandeur blends in the yellowish color.  The sunset would have made it gold and glowing if it wasn’t for the sad weather.

before the rain
Historical Marker

The rain kept me from taking more shots. I wish I could have stayed longer.  When I get back to Iloilo, I will certainly visit Miag-ao Church again.  This time I will take more pictures and will try to get in.

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Pre-Holy Week Visita Iglesia: San Joaquin Church

San Joaquin Church iloilo

The day before I flew to Iloilo I was too busy.

After my evening shift I went straight to Pansol, Laguna to attend a colleague’s baby shower. That’s from Ortigas to Laguna.  I slept a bit when I got home in the afternoon before picking up my relatives in Makati to the airport.  We slept in the cold NAIA 3 because the flight I got for them was due to depart at 5 in the morning. When they got settled and have checked in, I then had to drop off my mom to the bus terminal.  It was past 5 in the morning when I reached home.  Thanks to LRT for making the trip to my apartment fast. I slept for an hour or two maybe without having anything packed for my 10:55AM flight to ILO.

Fast forward…

I woke up the following day at around 9AM.  I took a shower and headed out for a great journey.  I intended to hit the road very early in the morning so I can cover a lot in a day but I failed miserably. A lesson learned.

I don’t even know how to get to San Joaquin.  I read that this town is missed by most travelers so I decided to explore it first. It took me some time to find the terminal.  I got a lot of info, thanks to Mr. Google but it didn’t help much in terms of identifying the nearest one in my area.  Luckily, I found a blog that has a very detailed description of the Iloilo transport system including the fares for each destination (I did not record the website, unfortunately).

The market south of Robinsons Iloilo has jeepneys bound for San Joaquin.  I hopped in and started praying. It was past 11 in the morning and I am not sure what to expect. I thought we would have to wait for the vehicle to be full before departing. We only waited a few minutes and the jeep started to inch away.

When I decided to visit San Joaquin, I was aware that it is the southernmost tip of the province. Fifty three kilometers wasn’t really something that mattered to me until I realized how far that was! It came to a point where I was asking myself “Are we there yet?” On the other hand, it was a very rewarding trip. The view was good.  I get to see the coastline while traveling in a speed of light.  Yup! It was like riding a roller coaster!

It was almost three in the afternoon when I got a glimpse of the San Joaquin Cemetery. A few minutes more  and I am there standing in a clear square in front of the Church.

San Joaquin Church, Iloilo

San Joaquin is a very quiet place.  I took some shots before entering the church.  It was a very humid day. The Church was indeed old. From what I read it has a militaristic design but I did not see it until I came closer.

Rendicion d’ Tetuan

Rendicion d’ Tetuan or the Battle of Tetuan is depicted in the church’s facade.  At the time of the construction of the church, the news came with  the victory of the Spanish army against the crowned prince of Morocco.

It’s clean, simple and most of all, peaceful.
Historical Marker

Of all the churches I’ve visited, the San Joaquin Church is where I found the most peace.  As I sat on one of the long benches, I could not help myself but kneel and utter a silent prayer. I was able to commune with myself and God without being distracted. It was quiet and peaceful with only the birds and the gentle breeze that’s making music to my ears.

The peacefulness of this place will make you want to pray…

My time piece told me that it was almost half past three.  If I remember what I read right about the transportation in San Joaquin back to Iloilo City, it’s only until 3PM. I took my chances though because I cannot miss the opportunity to drop by the cemetery.

The Cemetery Chapel

The San Joaquin Cemetery was built in 1892 from coral stones. It is situated in a hill facing the vast sea. If it wasn’t for the obvious tombs and markers, you wouldn’t think that this place is a cemetery.  I arrived on foot and was greeted by the scarlet chapel and still and quiet surroundings. I bet the souls of these Ilonggos are  in peace.

who wouldn’t rest in peace in this place?

After taking some shots I decided to let the souls be in peace.  I finished the bottle of water I brought from the city and started walking towards the center of town in the hopes of catching a ride back to the city…

San Joaquin is indeed far and unexplored by most travelers but the trip was all worth it!

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An impromptu city tour

When I got to SM Iloilo I have no idea where to start. I circled  the not so huge mall and I couldn’t even decide where to eat.  To top it all, the city has no power at the time and it’s raining.  It always rain when I travel!

What’s for lunch?

I thought I wanted to get a taste of  the famous La Paz batchoy from Ted’s or Decos but the shoppes were full and I can’t hold the monsters in my tummy any longer. I spotted a small place near one of the mall entrances called Green Mango.  It sounded familiar but not quite. I decided to grab a chair and order. At the back of my head I was just tired and I needed a safe place to consult Mr. Google.

I ordered one of their platter.

Lunch

rice ball, pancit canton, fish escabetche (don’t know how to spell it), a chunk of fried chicken

The city tour!

Lunch was good but my worries are starting to grow because the rain hasn’t completely stopped and my head is about to start singing Eva Peron…”Where do we(I) from here?…

I wandered a bit until a decided to text Ong Bun Pension to ask for directions. I was told that they can only hold my reservation until 6 in the evening! That added more panic. Fortunately (or I thought it was), the instruction was simple–Hop on a jeep with the sign “Iloilo City Proper” and drop off at the pension house. I boarded a jeep and went on my way. We’ve passed UP Visayas, the Sarabia Manor, the Provincial Capitol and a whole lot of streets. Among those streets I couldn’t see any sign of the pension house so I decided to drop off at Ledesma St. where the pension house is suppose to be located.

I walked along Ledesma St. but could not find the pension house.  I turned to Mr. Google once again and looked for landmarks. It was near a huge local supermarket and SM Delgado. When I saw the hard-to-miss supermarket I turned right and headed towards SM Delgado. The city is busy and so am I in being lost.

I found the hotel  in my list when I was researching Iloilo and It’s nice to finally see them in person aside from the fact that I can’t afford them. While walking, I passed by the riverbank.  I recognized the body of water as the Iloilo river.  The breeze is cool and relaxing, especially when your feet are sore and your whole body is drenched in sweat. I would have loved to stay and relax a bit but I am yet to find my bed!

Returning to the busy city, I passed by quiet street-Arroyo.  It looks like a slum area. Natakot ako because it kinda looks like a street in Tondo, Manila.  Isama mo pa ang questioning eyes of a few while I’m passing by.  I don’t mean to judge the place nor the people…my instinct told me to be careful.  Arroyo street ends in a Rotonda.  The funny thing is, it’s the same place where I started to walk. The area looks like a chinese town where lanterns adorns the center of the rotonda while the buildings show influences of the chinese architecture. So there I was! Back in Ledesma St. This time I walked on the other side.  It wasn’t really far from where I stand I raised my head and miraculously saw the sign! Ong Bun Pension House with its corresponding chinese characters.

As I draw nearer, I realized that the building was actually  the next one if I did not turn right towards the hard-to-miss supermarket.

There! I was able to go around Iloilo City in an instant because I got lost.  After having a cold shower, I slept comfortably…

Ong Bun Pension House: My Official Iloilo Residence

A place to stay is one of the primary concerns when traveling. I’m quite “maarte” when it comes to accommodations.  I generally prefer a room with a private “loo” and if not too much, an air conditioning unit!

I booked my Iloilo flight sometime last July.  I thought there was a lot of time to research, budget and finalize an itinerary. Time flies as they say.  Ayun! before I know it, it’s time to fly na pala!. I had barely a week to find myself a place to stay while in Iloilo.  I’ve read numerous blogs and articles online.  I found Ong Bun Pension House. I was surprised to learn that they have one of the cheapest rates.  I began investigating what they offer. Would you believe that the cheapest room they have costs P 150 a night! What’s the catch?  Well…It’s a fan room and communal toilet and bath.

I’ve read a number of bad reviews after I finalized my reservation online.  A lot was said about how old the building is and misleading information from their website.  Customer service was one of the flaws mentioned too.  So I did not expect too much about the place.  I have to time to cancel the reservation and find a new one so I just hoped for the best and did not expect much.

I arrived in SM Iloilo (the end point of the shuttle service from the airport) at lunch time.  After having a sumptuous meal, I went to find my way to Ong Bun Pension House (which has a story of its own). I sent an SMS to the Pension House’s contact detail to ask for directions.  Apparently, SM Iloilo is sitting on the outskirts of the city proper near Jaro. I took a jeepney ride to the center of the city and found my way to Ong Bun Pension House.

The Pension House’s Lobby

The lobby was quite busy when I arrived.  I confirmed my reservation.  I signed the registration form just like any other hotels I’ve been in. I paid for the first night and got my key.

Room 101 on the ground floor.

Room 101: L-R Aircon Remote, Light switch,  Power key card

The room came with a pitcher and glass as well as a cup and flask for hot water.  Free hot and cold drinking water in every floor. Hence, the pitcher and flask. That’s a welcome surprise for me.  Although I don’t smoke, an ash tray is also available.

my messy bed pagdating ko,  Sobrang pagod!

The room was cool and clean. So is the bathroom.

Some things I wish could have been better are as follows:

  • The blue blanket was comfortable but I don’t think it’s well washed. 
  • The linens were not as white.  Maarte lang.  
  • The walls were totally bare. They could have at least hanged some cheap framed piece of art to create a home-away-from-home feel.
  • Toiletries were not included. I was not expecting some so I brought my own.  I was somehow used to having them available.
  • No shower curtain to separate the toilet and the bathing space. 
  • The bathroom floor was not angled to contain water from the shower to go down the drain. When I am taking a bath, the water is flowing in every direction. 

Overall, my two day stay has been comfortable.  I’d say the P495 a night rate was fair. Actually, it’s still cheap.