This is the continuation of the procession.
Our barangay is of composed of almost 3 zones, one (1) across a river, so we have to cross a bridge. My husband, the one with light yellow T-shirt and my nephews and friends alternately carried the image. Biloi was riding in a pedicab since he can't bear to walk the long way back to our Chapel.
It was a cloudy afternoon, but our Patroness granted our wish not to experience rainfalls until we finished the said procession.
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