
At around 8am, we were already in Gasan - the neighboring town of Boac. Every Easter Sunday, they celebrate their Gasan-Gasan festival. We were accompanied by the uncle of Tin, Mr. Pete Magturo, who happens to be a news stringer of GMA 7 in Marinduque.
The moment we set foot in Gasan, we were given a limited time to explore the place and the ongoing festivity. Since Gasan is a small town, I simply followed the influx of people which led me to the town's plaza. That particular moment, all the participants were on their feet and were eager to compete.

After the last group, I asked around about the route of the parade. I was glad because I was directed to the adjacent street. And for a small town like Gasan, it was easy to move around. And after some time, true enough, I finally saw the first few groups I missed.

How time flies when you're having fun. Our limited engagement at Gasan-Gasan festival took a couple of hours. We had to leave right away because we still had to witness the beheading of Longinus in Mogpog, a town after Boac.
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