The walls of the Old City. During the Spanish times, Intramuros was the old Manila, sorrounded by a moat and massive walls, a citadel in itself.
The San Agustin Church was the only structure in Intramuros that survived the bombing of the Americans during the liberation of Manila from the Japanese in 1945.
The intricately decorated massive doors of the San Agustine Church. The lady seller was hoping I'd buy one of her rosaries in exchange for her posing in my picture...Okay, one rosary please...
This is the Garden of Father Blanco, as viewed from one of the tiers of the museum church. Father Blanco, an augustinian botanist, cultivated this magnificent garden in the 1860s. He published an illustrated three-tome book called
Flora de Filipinas, which catalogues the diffrent flowers found in the Philippines. I wonder if Father Blanco knew the scientific name of
Chicharon Bulaklak?
The entrance to the Fort Santiago. This was destroyed during the Seconfd World War, an American tank forced its way to the entrance, damaging the gate. I hope that tank was blown apart by the Japanese defenders.
This is what you'll see upon entering the gate. Now, that isn't boring...you have to get inside to get more interesting views.
An abandoned edifice that once saw glorious days during the Spanish times. it's actually called the
Aduana or Customs House. Now only ghosts inhabit this building...as well as some beggars....
Another view from the side.
The Pasig River viewed from inside the Fort.
The olden tiled-tunnels that leads to the interior of the Intramuros.
The Manila Cathedral
Monument to Fernando de Magallanes, discoverer of the Philippines, died in the historic Battle of Mactan, killed by Lapu-lapu. I bet Magallanes would not have been killed if he asked Lapu-lapu to serve some fried
danggit instead of fried Lapu-lapu
A historical marker to commemorate the Galleon trade between Manila and Acapulco. A sleeping man doesn't mind being photographed......because he was sleeping...
It's time for me to leave...a Jeepney is a convenient way to get me back to my house..It's time for me to cook some
sinaing...
The walls of the Old City. During the Spanish times, Intramuros was the old Manila, sorrounded by a moat and massive walls, a citadel in itself.
The San Agustin Church was the only structure in Intramuros that survived the bombing of the Americans during the liberation of Manila from the Japanese in 1945.
The intricately decorated massive doors of the San Agustine Church. The lady seller was hoping I'd buy one of her rosaries in exchange for her posing in my picture...Okay, one rosary please... 
This is the Garden of Father Blanco, as viewed from one of the tiers of the museum church. Father Blanco, an augustinian botanist, cultivated this magnificent garden in the 1860s. He published an illustrated three-tome book called Flora de Filipinas, which catalogues the diffrent flowers found in the Philippines. I wonder if Father Blanco knew the scientific name of Chicharon Bulaklak?
The entrance to the Fort Santiago. This was destroyed during the Seconfd World War, an American tank forced its way to the entrance, damaging the gate. I hope that tank was blown apart by the Japanese defenders.
This is what you'll see upon entering the gate. Now, that isn't boring...you have to get inside to get more interesting views.
An abandoned edifice that once saw glorious days during the Spanish times. it's actually called the Aduana or Customs House. Now only ghosts inhabit this building...as well as some beggars....
Another view from the side.
The Pasig River viewed from inside the Fort.
The olden tiled-tunnels that leads to the interior of the Intramuros.
The Manila Cathedral
Monument to Fernando de Magallanes, discoverer of the Philippines, died in the historic Battle of Mactan, killed by Lapu-lapu. I bet Magallanes would not have been killed if he asked Lapu-lapu to serve some fried danggit instead of fried Lapu-lapu
A historical marker to commemorate the Galleon trade between Manila and Acapulco. A sleeping man doesn't mind being photographed......because he was sleeping...
It's time for me to leave...a Jeepney is a convenient way to get me back to my house..It's time for me to cook some sinaing... 
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