Walking Tour of Old Manila – Quiapo and Binondo

I have just returned from a holiday in the Philippines. On this visit I thought I would try to do a walking tour of the heritage sites in downtown Manila.

Manila was once a rich and beautiful city – dubbed the ‘pearl of the orient’ it was the jewel in Spain’s Pacific empire. Spain’s 330 years as colonial rulers came to an end and America took over for the 40 years running up to World War Two. Under US rule Manila was expanded and modernized while still retaining much of the city’s character and charm. During its heyday in the 1930s, sprawling mansions along the coconut-palm-lined Dewey Boulevard (now Roxas Boulevard) enjoyed a splendid view of Manila Bay, while in the cobbled streets of the historic quarters of Intramuros and Quiapo, picturesque horse-drawn calesas were starting to give way to auto-calesas and traffic jams were making their first appearance.

Sadly though, by the end of World War Two the heart the city was reduced to heaps of smouldering rubble. US General Douglas MacArthur has to take much of the blame. A man of monumental ego, he was humiliated by Japan’s swift and successful invasion of the Philippines in the months following Pearl Harbor. On his forced evacuation from the Philippines in March 1942 he made his famous ‘I shall return’ vow and, unfortunately for the city of Manila, he did.

Manila, liberated but destroyed.

The battle to liberate Manila lasted a month in early 1945. In an understandable effort to minimize US casualties, MacArthur blasted the  city from close quarters with artillery and anything else he could throw at it. The Japanese were finally crushed but a staggering 100,000 innocent Filipinos were also killed during the battle. Perhaps I am being a bit harsh on MacArthur. Of course the real baddies were the wartime Japanese whose barbarous occupation needed to be ended but I cannot help thinking that if Manila had been an American city, full of American civilians, that a smarter way of liberating the city would have been devised. After all Hong Kong, Singapore, Jakarta and Rangoon were all surrendered to the allies by the Japanese more or less intact. Why not Manila?

Anyway that is water long since under the bridge. The Philippines has had 65 years since the war to restore and rebuild its capital. I would have to say that the results have been somewhat patchy. Ten out of ten for increasing Manila’s size – its population is now well over 20 million making it one of the world’s largest metropolises, but when it comes to urban design … well let’s just say that Manila is not the prettiest city in Asia.

With this background in mind I set out to see if any heritage buildings have survived or have been restored to their original grandeur.

First stop was the Santa Cruz Church near Carriedo LRT station. This building was built in 1957 in hispano-baroque style and the church tower is a reasonable copy of the earlier version which was destroyed in the war.

Santa Cruz Church Old Santa Cruz church

I should point out here that it is virtually impossible to take any photos in this part of Manila without getting a bunch of ugly electricity cables in the way. Look at this lot:

Electrician needed.

A more famous church is the nearby Minor Basilica of the Black Nazarene. The current building replaced an earlier one which burnt down in 1928. It survived the war. The Black Nazarene is a dark coloured statue of Jesus first brought to the Philippines in 1606 and said to have miraculous powers.

Minor Basilica of the Black Nazarene

Every 9th January the statue is taken on a procession around Manila’s streets and literally millions of people crush around it in an attempt to have a handkerchief or towel brushed against the idol in the hope that its miraculous powers will bring a lottery win or a sudden cure or some other improvement to their hardship-filled lives. The number of attendees at these processions increases year by year. This year’s procession attracted  over 7 million devotees. It is only a matter of time before a horrific lethal stampede occurs. As an alternative to an annual procession, perhaps the powers-that-be should consider opening the statue to the public 365 days a year and charge a nominal entrance fee of 10 pesos per person. The money raised could then be used for good causes.

Next we walked through the streets of Binondo, Manila’s Chinatown, which was much quieter than usual as all the shops were closed for Maundy Thursday.

Binondo, Manila's Chinatown. Calesa's are still used for general transport purposes but of course the drivers prefer the rich pickings of a foreign tourist.

The Philippines’ substantial Chinese community has long been well assimilated and, as elsewhere in south east Asia, their population includes a disproportionate number of the country’s rich and influential.

Binondo has its own grand church, the Minor Basilica of St. Lorenzo Ruiz. The original structure, dating back to 1596, has suffered a lot over the years from earthquakes, a British bombardment in 1762 during Britain’s brief occupation of Manila (oops!) and from WWII. Only the octagonal bell tower is said to date back to the 16th century and its pagoda-like shape would have appealed to the mainly Chinese congregation.

Minor Basilica of St Lorenzo Ruiz, Binondo

Interior of Binondo Church Old postcard showing worshippers in their Sunday best.

Continuing down Quintin Paredes Street were a few more buildings of note. The art deco Uy Su Bin Building is home to HSBC’s Binondo branch and, more importantly for food-loving Manileños, a famous lumpia restaurant.

HSBC Binondo Citibank Binondo

Just before Quintin Paredes street reaches the Pasig River, I passed underneath the Filipino-Chinese Friendship Arch marking the end of the Binondo district. Next to the arch is the Uy Chaco Building built in the 1920s in art-nouveau style and which has been the Binondo branch of Philtrust Bank since 1950. Apparently it is slated for demolition which is a shame as it is one of older and more distinctive buildings in the area.

Filipino Chinese Friendship Arch and Philtrust Building.

From here my walking tour of old Manila continued across Jones Bridge and into historic Intramuros.

You can view a map of my walk here.

To be continued in Part 2.


jeepney Last time I was in the Philippines I returned to Bohol where my wife’s family have a home. Bohol is probably my favourite island in the Philippines – not that I am an authority on the matter, having so far only stepped foot on a handful of the country’s 7,000 or so islands.

Bohol has a lot going for it. It is a fairly big island of over 4,000 sq.km. and a population of around 1.5 million. The bulk of the population is engaged in agriculture (rice, bananas, copra, mangos, pigs and cattle), fishing (prawns, fish, squid etc.) light industry, handicrafts and service industries. Bohol’s people are reckoned to be hardworking, conservative and perhaps more reserved than most Filipinos.


Bohol has a number of attractions for the tourist.  Beautiful Panglao has some excellent sandy beaches and one or two first class beach resorts such as Bohol Beach Club. It is a popular destination for divers, dolphin and whale watchers.

Bohol Beach Club

The Chocolate Hills are the most famous landmark on the island, a series of 1,200 rounded hills of between 40 – 120 meters high, which turn brown in the dry season, hence the name. There are various theories as to how these unusual formations came about. My own theory, which has no scientific basis, is that these hills are the weathered remains of gigantic lumps of earth which were hurled into the sky when one of the Philippines’ super volcanoes blew its top millions of years ago.

chocolate hills, bohol

Bohol is also home to the tiny Philippine tarsier, one of the cutest primates around, with huge bulging eyes which give it amazing night vision. Sadly they are an endangered species. Although Bohol is still a very green island with verdant rice paddies,  the tarsiers’ natural forest environment has virtually disappeared and their numbers are restricted to a couple of small reserves and tourist enclosures.

tarsier in philippines

Loboc River is a lovely spot. Here you can rent boats or dine on a restaurant raft.

Loboc River 

On our dinner cruise we paused alongside two floating bands of talented singers and musicians who were serenading passing boats in return for a modest tip. They like their music in this country!

Floating buskers.

Bohol can also boast a number of heritage sites and Loboc church, located near the dining raft jetty, is said to be the oldest church in Asia having been established by the Spanish in 1600.

busay falls, loboc river

My wife’s family have a home in a sleepy village on a stretch of mangrove coastline. My wife’s father built this rustic payag to enjoy the cool sea breezes and splendid view.


To get to the payag you have to negotiate a 100 meter long rickety bamboo bridge or wade through the squishy mangrove swamp.

Payag over mangrove trees

At high tide the kids enjoyed swimming, paddling in the banca and looking for fish and crabs. We saw a couple of striped  sea-snakes (harmless unless you stick your little toe in their mouth – in which case they are lethal).

kids on a banca.

Nice view from the payag!

View towards Panglao Island

Meanwhile yours truly was in intense training for my current job.