Last week I spontaneously decided to go to the Philippine Independence day in Paris. My Philippines friends sort of invited me and I joined them to what turned out to be a very interesting anthropological experience in Philippines culture and gastronomy. I don’t know exactly what I ate there… Sorry for that.
The event took place in a sports park, and as soon as I got closer I realized how crowded it was. Thousands of Philippines. I was not the only non-Philippine but very close to that situation. There were stalls all around, anything from cell-phones to real estate and mostly food stalls. In the middle there was a stage with dancing and singing shows. All around were children jumping around and families picnicking with food they bought from the stalls, or better, food they brought from home, in big boxes and pots and pans. Finding my friends in this mass of people was a true miracle. This is how it looked like:
Good to have friends from all over the world, taking me to these special events I would never had known about otherwise! Thanks Belle and Danii!
איזה כיף לחיות בעיר שמעודדת הגירה ממקומות שונים ומאפשרת להם לבטא את היחודיות שלהם במרחב הציבורי