It was a scorching day in Calasiao when we visited. Because it was my first time travelling with these people, I felt I had to behave and just follow them wherever they take me. I, myself, was moving on autopilot due to my lack of sleep the previous day.
That first day in Pangasinan was such an epic failure. Ask my fellow travellers and they’ll all agree that I was a little catatonic. The heat of the sun made things even more unbearable. I wanted to take good photos of the place, but I was in a different state of mind and body. There was even a time when Mica, Ada, and Darwin were buying puto in Calasiao and I fell asleep on the sidewalk, sitting down on the pavement, head on my knees.
Dork Fact #3: I was sleeping so much during the entire trip that some of my companion’s first impression of me was that I’m lazy.
Calasiao Church was closed when we got there. The church grounds became a parking lot to empty jeepneys. Maybe it’s a blessing in disguise that I might get another chance in the future to come back and see it where both I and the church are in better conditions. I found it troublesome to walk around and take better photos because I was already a little cranky because of the heat.
However, I vividly remember how attracted I was with the textures found in the place. I love the eroded and grungy look. Made with bricks, it was built in the 17th century by the Dominicans and has survived damages done by earthquakes through renovations and now stands as the second oldest church in Pangasinan. The bell tower is one of the most beautiful designs that I’ve seen.
Next time, I’ll make sure to treat this place properly and shoot it with justice. Hopefully then, the sun won’t try to burn my luscious skin. Hahaha.