Last Holy Week, the metro was a haven. Literally. No traffic, not much pedestrian, less smog. You could even cross the street without worrying that you would be hit and run over by a speeding car! It was really a fun time for us city dwellers who opted to stay in the metro while everyone went to different provinces of their own.
Every year, our family just stays in the metro. We do our annual traditions. And then we just stay home. Come Easter Sunday, we go to mass and then we eat out. That’s how we are year after year. I do think I won’t change that tradition even when I grow old.
