Two days after the speech at SMX, the mood across the MOA Complex had shifted from survival to something else—celebration.
The Seaside Park along the Manila Bay, once known for concerts and weekend strolls, had been transformed into a festival ground. Colored tarpaulins were hung between lamp posts, and makeshift lanterns swayed gently in the sea breeze. From the edge of the reclaimed boardwalk to the open plaza near the bayfront, dozens of food stalls lined the paths—grilled fish, roasted corn, boiled peanuts, even skewered meats sizzling on hot steel griddles. The aroma of spices and charcoal filled the air, mixing with the salty sea wind.