The long uphill and downhill road to Lucban Quezon adds up to the excitement I am feeling that day. Though the sun is brightly shining it didn’t stop me to go to the festival even if I know that we would be traveling twice as long as it would take as in a normal day. Private cars, jeepneys and tricycles are clogging the roads. Many who have lost their patience are walking their way to the main city, despite the annoying hit of the sun.
The excitement in each and everyone that are headed there blossoms with the cold wind that I was feeling as the car goes. The moment we arrived, I cannot wait to feast my eyes on the colorful rice kippings that covers the whole place. Such beauty the houses flaunt that in every perspective you won’t find any bad angle. As we went round roaming for more decorated houses I cannot decide myself which is better than the other. Each one is unique in their own, some are full of vegetables, fruits, grains and kippings arrange in a very creative way. There are some who would create designs, symbols and big pictures with the use of all the materials combined.
The noise together with the loud sound systems of the place wraps up the celebration. That day, I went home with a smile embarked on my face. I did not only had fun but I also got the chance to know and experience the culture of San Isidro Festival or the “Pahiyas”.