Paco by Day.

I had been meaning to visit my alma mater, Paco Catholic School, for a very long time so when I passed by President Osmena Highway last Tuesday, I just had to make a small detour.

It was close to noon so the parking lot was already packed with vehicles for the noon break.  The main church was closed too; fortunately the small chapel was open.

I wanted to see the old pipe organ and the pews and the icons, and of course, the aisle where we marched on graduation day.

Street-wise, nothing much has changed.   Sto. Sepulchro, the road leading to Plaza Dilao is still a narrow street while Pedro Gil is now a one way street.  Mercury Drug still stands at the corner of Paz and Pedro Gil.  I didn't get to see the Paco Market nor the Estero nor the area where there used to be a cinema called Gay. 

When I was studying there, I used to have daily lunch packed by my Mother but some lunch hours, I would sneak out together with some classmates to buy "lumpiang shanghai" at the back of the school. 

After high school graduation, I lost touch with my classmates.  So the trip to Paco last Tuesday was one way to get in touch with my lost youth.  Nice.