Right after the tickling fish, the bus stopped at this store of the island’s delicacies. They sell, among other things, banana chips and peanut brittles. I wasn’t able to buy some but I still got to taste their banana chips. The banana chips were good, not too sweet but not bland as well. It was just right. Yum! The store was once full of delicacies, but after the group had left, well the upper part of the glass shelves were empty.
The road to our next destinations. The sunshine after the rain! There’s something about Siquijor that made our stay, a wonderful one. Maybe because of it’s simplicity.
This is now known as the St. Isidore the Farmer Catholic School. Before it was a convent and said to be the biggest convent in Asia until now. The Old style of the structure brings you back to the old days. The place still has that feel of being able to step back in time. The large acasia tree was situated around the place to serve as shades for the people as there were no concrete waiting shades back then.
This is the Lazi Church. Because of its size, I somehow found it hard to look for an angle that would fit the whole structure in the frame of the camera. I wasn’t very successful at that hehe. This church was also made of rocks from the sea just like the St. Francis of Assisi Church.
Curtain ropes are still present here. They also have the same purpose which is to keep the birds out. But I guess, this still yields the same result, some birds still get through.
With the info of the church. San Isidro Labrador is the patron saint of this church. The structure was finished in 1884 and the bell tower, a year after. This church is also a National Historical Landmark. It’s pretty cool that I get to see this church personally. Some of the historical places were slowly destroyed by natural calamities before I even get to see them. So being able to visit these places, is a real treat.
This was taken to give a better perspective of the size of the place. That’s my sister there. She’s tall but against the size of the church, well her height didn’t do much. hehe. I really liked the wide space beside the church and then the trees that lined up on the side. It’s giving such a wonderful idea of what it might have been like back then.
If you’ve already some other posts of mine, you’ll notice I usually take a photo with doors. There’s just something about doors that I like. It must be because doors could mean an end, a beginning, or a transition. This is one of the doors on the side of the church.
Photo opp with the place! I have heard someone said once that you should be seen in the photos you take so you can have some real proof that you have been to that specific place. I see the point, though I still take some pictures without me on it hehe.
The convent was turned into a school. I think it would be really interesting to go to school that holds so much history in it. Even the structure could spark interest and will make you want to search for things that may be greatly related to the past.
Most of the old arrangements of the locations of the structures of a city would contain a structure then an acasia tree around there somewhere. The tree behind me may also have experienced and witness the future unfolding to turn into a history.