Our plans were set. Five different convergence sites, no walking as a group, we were to arrive in staggered numbers, everyone wearing their "Patalsikin Na! Now Na!" tee shirts, of course. Our lawyers advised that we should start early. Night court wasn't much fun last time. When Mrs. Aquino was informed that we were once again visiting Manila, she is said to have exclaimed, "Again!?", and laughed. Our final destination - Km. 0, the Rizal Monument.
And when we finally began strolling over from five different places, not really knowing how many we were all going to be, we were pleasantly surprised. There were many more of us this time. My sense is that our friends and families didn't want to be too far away should "anything" happen. There were new faces, too, folks from the egroups and the blogosphere, and everyone was welcome.
It was an exhilarating sight - everyone high five-ing friends, weaving their way through the ever present media, hugging and greeting. Then Enteng called for pictures, and we all obliged. We out-photoed the tour groups that jostled among us. Even park security offered to take pictures, everyone had brought cameras.
Speaking of security - there wasn't a blue-shirted cop around! Not at the Rizal Monument (the only guys in uniform were the color guard and park security), not at any of the meeting points. Nada. Guess they already knew we meant no harm.