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TRAVEL : “I’ve Been There” – Naga City, Philippines

“Travel far enough, you meet yourself “- David Mitchell

“I love the feeling being anonymous in a city I’ve never been before” – anonymous

Traveling alone can be engaging and fun. But it depends on the place you want to go. To a place where it’s only me and my shadow are making the journey is somehow a gratifying adventure. Being adventurous is always an all-knowing task. Making it a point that you’re fully informed of the place you’re going to. Making sure that you are alert on other people’s advises. In my case, I searched the internet for possible advisories. I armed myself with enough instructions and tips about what, when, where, and how’s on my way to and back. Monetary considerations is always a must. To be a tourist in the eyes of my host is satisfying but I need to act both, a tourist and a traveler. I look braver as a traveler.

Excerpts from Wikipedia:

The Porta Mariae (Latin, “Marian Gate”) is a triumphal arch in Naga City commemorating the tercentenary of the devotion to Our Lady of Peñafrancia.[1][2][3]

“The arch, 18 metres (59 ft) wide, 4 metres (13 ft) deep and 11 metres (36 ft) high, is surmounted by a 10 feet (3 m) tall brass image of Our Lady of Peñafrancia and two angels on each side. The main portal’s two small gates each accommodate three persons, while the central portal accommodates at least eight persons.“

“The arch was commissioned by the Archdiocese of Cáceres, and its construction was financed by the Peñafrancia Devotees of Metro Manila Foundation Inc. with General Salvador Mison as its director.[1] It was designed by architect Gian Paolo P. Priela and completed under the direction of engineer Noriel L. Villar. The Porta Mariae was blessed and inaugurated by Archbishop Leonardo Legaspi on 9 September 2010.[1]“

The first time I saw it, I wondered why they painted it black or somewhat like dark gray. Perhaps to look elegant and in harmony with the other colors of the surrounding which is gray.

This is the altar of the Basilica of Our Lady of Penafrancia . That’s me.

This is the glass dome fronting the Basilica.

There are other beautiful churches in Naga city worth visiting. This only proves that Naga city is a devoted Christian city. They are a very religious people and adhere to Christian values .

This is only a part of the travel.

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What’s the meaning of my dreams?

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Just recently, I dreamed of myself in a line outside the church. I don’t know why I was there. The queue was long and people were conversing with each other and overheard this. “What’s the job you’re applying for?” I was puzzled to be in that queue, lining for a job interview. When it was my turn to be screened by these two middle aged women, they made whispers loud enough to be heard by me. I don’t know why they made such a buzzing, gossiping into each other’s ears.

I heard it. “He’s too gentle for the job.” I got more confused and clueless about the whole thing. What was the job’s description?

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Then I was awakened . I have slept with my right arm pinned on my right side. It hurt for a while and it was discomforting for me to be sleeping again on the right side. I changed position. It took some fifteen minutes to bring me into a pensive mood. Dreamy stage was inviting me again. Little by little I succumb into a deep repose. But I could still hear the handy rain that poured.

In that space of nothingness, I met my brother-in-law on a bike while I was waiting for a ride. I don’t know where I was going to. With my knapsack strapped on my back, I saw his face. It was a little bit concerned where I was going.

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We were not aware of his return from abroad as a seaman.

I was half asleep half awakened as I turned my other side of the body. I could still hold my mind’s faculty that I will remember my dreams when I am fully awakened. But I strained myself to stand up in the middle of that dopy drowsiness.

I was able to jot it down on paper so I could write about it.

What’s the meaning of my dreams? Anybody who can interpret this ?

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