Earlier, there was some shade and rains in the morning as Jenna, Donald and I had breakfast at Jollibee. Conditions changed by lunch as the sun was bright and shining during the Carabao Festival which unfolded around 2pm.
A few free-lance photographers, hobbyists like me, members of Bulacan Letratista led by Echel Darcen and tourists were all waiting for the parade to start. The program host kept on instructing the marshals, the local police and barangay tanods to push back the crowd which had built up. But “matigas ang ulo.” There is definitely a better need for crowd control.
Everyone was eagerly awaiting the parade in honor its patron saint. San Isidro Labrador. Everyone wanted to see the carabaos decorated with garland and shaved for the occasion. Everyone wanted to see these hard0wkring animals kneel in front of the church. Photo shows crowd on top of a small tower, just besides the officials specially constructed view-deck.After I had taken enough pictures of the parade and prior the “carabao gone wild,” I snapped the people presence of these local residents above the street-level, all braving the heat and eagerly watching the parade from their vantage points.
Photo shows nuns with a good vantage point from the corner house, just across the church and view-deck constructed for the parade officials, judges and selected guests.
Sorry, can't avoid some branding from Fuji Films. But at least, they were safe from the rampage of the carabao would let loose his rage later in the afternoon.
At least this roof-top didn't collapse with the heavy weight of these crowd.
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