Remnants of the colonial period would always catch my attention. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why I took up History in college. I know that most people I know would cringe on any topic that they closely relate to dingy museums and old farts but I eat and breathe history.
I havent't been on a kalesa for over a decade. The last time I rode one was during an immersion trip back in college. And the last time I saw one was in an old American colonial travelogue I stumbled upon in YouTube.Thursday, March 12, 2009
Horseying around Manila
The sight of a kalesa (horse-drawn carriage) reminds me of a bygone era. And nowhere this is more poignant than in the age-old city of Manila. I was near the city hall a few days ago to visit a friend who lives in the area and I happen to see quite a few kalesas parked outside SM Manila. I have to admit that it made me smile so I took a couple of pictures to capture the iconic image.
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