On The Road

A good listener

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I miss running.  Somehow, I regret not joining the CSC Race To Serve yesterday, but judging how things did not work out as well as everyone thought it would, I’d say I saved myself from the trouble.

But you see, the road has always been good to me.  When I run, I just hit the pavement and that’s it, everything else is understood.  I can leave work behind, problems, and even the most mundane things loitering in my head, I can easily leave behind.  And I miss going on a solo flight.  I’ve always been with something; it’s very seldom that I am left alone.

I wish I can hit the pavement soon.  Work will drag me till Thursday, and I want to look good for Dylan, because we’re going out on Friday.  I hope I can hit the pavement soon.

The cab driver thought I was born yesterday

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This was when I went to visit Dylan in St. Luke’s Medical Center in Quezon City.

Me:  Sa MRT GMA Kamuning Station po.
Him:  Ah, dun ba.  Sige.
(beep as the meter starts)
Him:  Saan ka pauwi niyan?
Me:  (silence)
Him:  Makati ka pa ata.
Me:  Hindi ho, Cavite.  [lie]
Him:  Gusto mo hatid na kita hanggang doon?
Me:  Ayoko.  Traffic sa Coastal, talo ako.
(silence)
Him:  Sa St Luke ka ba nagtatrabaho?
Me:  Opo.  [lie]
(silence)
Him:  Ay nakalimutan kong pindutin metro.
(beep meter resets)
Him:  Ikaw na bahala, alam mo naman siguro kung magkano hanggang don.

The next paragraph is what went on in my head:
Pwede ba hindi ako pinanganak kahapon.  Gets ko na mahirap kumita ngayon, pero yang panglalamang mo, wala kang patutunguhan jan.  Wala kang mapapala, at wala kang kikitain jan.  Sana lang talaga, matutunan mong galangin pasahero mo.  Hindi lahat pinanganak kahapon.

Me:  Eto po (pays).  P70.  Yan ho ang binabayad ko hanggang dito.

LEKAT.  Pinoys scamming Pinoys.  EVERYDAY.  And we wonder why we don’t progress faster.

Coastal view

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On our way to visit Lola, our car broke down along Coastal Road.  It was quite depressing considering how desserted that place can be.  The entrance and the exit ways are just too far from each other.  My brothers had to remove the tires and carry them to the nearest gas station for vulcanizing.  Then, I was left in the van alone with my smoking dad…. and I looked out the window.


Maybe this place isn’t so desserted after all.

We jetted off to Coron!

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(Please note that all of the photos for the next few posts are taken by me and my brother Ted.  Anyone who would like to use these photos, please shoot an email to let us know where you’ll be using them.  Courtesy please.  Thanks! *grin*)

I booked us five a flight to Busuanga when Philippine Airlines had this 70% off promo in celebration of their anniversary.  It was March and it was cheap and I chose to jet off with my family — all five of us — for four days!  I know right!

I do not remember the last time we ever went a trip on our own.  So come morning of July 14, after attending the early morning mass, we had Tito Romy bring us to the airport and we loaded all our bags (one for each, attempting to travel light) and prepared for Coron.

*cue music here*

We all forgot to get the DSLR ready, so while waiting for the check in counter to open (because we came in early), Tatay and the brothers started assembling it. Nuninuninu...

ANYONE AT ALL: Make a wild guess where this lady came from. Hahahahahahahahahaha.

Tatay assigned himself as the DSLR guy for the entire trip. He will then proceed to keep bugging me about a polarizer that he was not able to advice me to get before the trip. That's my old man right there!

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Crossing the bridge

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I think this should make a really good goal.  Really.  I have not crossed a bridge of this height before and I think this is a good place to start.

This is the Bridge of the Immortals in Huang Shan, China.  I am quite embarrassed to say that for a person my age, I have not traveled enough.  A few friends of mine are planning to go to China next year; I just might tag along with Dylan.  I wonder how it would feel like to walk this bridge.

Maybe we all need a little more adventure in our lives.