Jay and I just arrived from Cebu’s Sinulog Festival. It was so much fun… so colorful and festive and a true Pinoy experience… but there wasn’t a moment when our feet weren’t aching or when we didn’t miss the plush pillows of the hotel while shooting 🙂 It was so interesting. I have never been to a festival of that magnitude so I’m still a bit shellshocked. In a good way.
(as an aside we were made to try shots of Bacardi 151 by a friend… the experience was akin to a bomb exploding in your stomach and killing every germ or bacteria inside. never again.)
Anyways, to read more about Sinulog, click here.
An interesting tidbit – no one was able to tell me what Pit Senor means. Everyone was yelling it at the top of their lungs but when asked, ‘what does PIT SENOR/SENYOR mean?!?’ people kind of looked uncomfortable and… really had no idea about its etymology. I was so disappointed! They say it’s like saying ‘Viva Santo Nino!’ but then… why not just say that instead of the whole ‘Pit’ thing? WHAT IS ‘PIT’?!?
Anyhoo… Jay and I lit candles for his family and mine outside of the Basilica and I just followed the local lady in front of me in her offertory ritual… she danced a bit outside of Magellan’s Cross and then mumbled her prayers… then she chucked all of the candles at the foot of the cross. So I did the same thing. She didn’t notice, she was still in a bit of a trance…
pit senyor… pit senyor… pit senyor.