
Happy Halloween indeed!
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After almost an hour inside the FX, I decided to call it quits, and I walked from EVER Ortigas to Brookside. I could’ve walked all the way to Antipolo – except for one problem… from Brookside going to Valleygolf is a waist deep ocean, impassable if you have an ordinary car, FX, or jeep. The buses (which saved me from the last time) are jam-packed, and there are more cars who just decided to camp near the flood and wait for it to subside. I grabbed myself 2 bottles of C2 at the nearest 7-11 – ready for another epic battle. I would’ve walked that flood, except that I’m wearing my funky white adidas shoes. My only hope lies on hitching a ride at the back of trucks. What truck should I choose? The SanMiguel Beer Truck? Cement truck? Hmmm… an Elf Truck without any gravel and a few hitchers at the back.
My instincts tell me to go for the Elf Truck. The back of the truck is about 5 feet high, and I have no problems climbing over it (thank my athlete foot). Other people saw what I did, and decided to hop on the truck. Next thing I know, I was helping women, men, and children of all ages and sizes aboard the truck. Heck, I even saw one of my “morning motivations” who was stranded, but I still feel helpless because I’m already on top of the truck and it was full of people (+ I don’t know her name). Anong gagawin ko? Sisigaw ako ng ANTIPOLO GIIRLLL!!! Or MISS IMPERIAL FXXXX!!! The Elf truck (which now feels like Amistad) easily breezed through the waist deep flood. The experience of hitching a ride at the back of the truck is priceless. Once a vehicle goes past the flood – it’s a smooth ride from thereon. I was lucky that the truck was Antipolo bound.
I love the rush of wind and soft drizzle running in my face – at the back of the truck, everything was so simple. There was power outage at some parts of my route and everything is quiet. I am shoulder to shoulder with people I don’t know, and I believe we have something in common – the feeling of coming home safe despite the odds. When the truck reached Antipolo, there are a few people onboard. I was able to get down from the truck easily… and found myself helping women of all ages and sizes get down. It was weird, I’m not that buff or tall, or strong – but at that moment, I can carry a 200+ pound woman with ease. Adrenaline? Or just that feeling again – that nothing is impossible.You Are 50% Evil |
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I left the office at 3:00pm. As I stepped out of the building, there are a lot of commuters trying to catch a cab, jeep, bus or fx. But there was none. Instead of waiting – I just decided to use the Ayala walkway to get to EDSA and hopefully, catch a bus there. As I was walking – I saw the damage wreaked by the storm – a lot of trees and debris littered the streets of Makati and there’s a total blackout. Some shops on the Ayala Mall area are closed – the only ones open I think are Landmark and SM Makati. After some few stopovers, I finally reached EDSA… lo and behold… there’s a heavy non-moving traffic. To sit on a car or bus or any vehicle would mean sore butts. The flow was so slow, walking would be faster. And walk down Edsa I did. I stopped by Select first and got me a box of Mentos fruits and C2 Green Tea (my power drink). The trek to the north of EDSA was difficult since it’s drizzling and there are a lot of uprooted trees and debris blocking the sidewalk. Otherwise, it was a fun walk – I got to share my big umbrella with some women whose umbrellas were destroyed by the strong winds. The biggest highlight of the EDSA walk is the fallen billboard along Estrella-EDSA.
The billboard crushed a bus and some vehicles. I couldn’t get extremely close to the accident scene since there’s a rescue operation going on. Good thing my phone has a camera to capture the event. Once you get past Estrella, it’s smooth sailing – the only problem is, the buses who managed to pass through are already full. Luckily, there’s an empty bus who made a detour along Guadalupe and I was able to grab a seat. But the ordeal didn’t end there. I knew it would be hard to catch a ride at Crossing, so I decided to stop at Ortigas. The rain started to pour heavily again, and after 30 minutes, I was able to ride a bus. There was no traffic from Robinson’s Galleria Ortigas up to Junction, but things become hell beyond that. The stretch from Junction going to Valley Golf is flooded and small vehicles can’t pass – and those that can’t pass have to stay there, or turn back which caused heavy traffic. Since the bus is big enough – I just decided to stay there. It took almost 2 hours just for the bus I was riding to get through Tikling – and my bladder is killing me. There’s a nationwide blackout, so everything is in darkness – and even in Tikling, everyone is waiting for a ride to get to Antipolo. I decided not to go with the crowd and walked up a bit to Palmera II. There, I managed to catch a jeep and everything went smoothly from there. I got home 8:00 PM, with no power, no water, no food. I usually sleep a bit late and I need to play Super Collapse in the PC or watch DVD so I can rest easily. I slept around 1:00 am – just staring at the darkness… thinking …thinking… thinking that after this… I can do anything. Just when it seems impossible to come home, I managed to do it.