When we first got married, Him Indoors and I visited the Philippines. We flew to Bicol, one of the provinces in the north of the Philippines and on the way back, flights were cancelled. Instead of waiting for the next flight which could be the next day or the next week, things could be very flexible in the Philippines. Anyway, we decided to take the bus to Manila. Everyone seemed to have the same idea. The bus station was full of people, chickens, pigs, children, cargoes, you name it, they were there, chaos! We ended up being in a decrepit, no air-con bus. We had to stand the first couple of hours. Did I mention that the bus was so full, people were literally hugging each other, not forgetting all the chickens, pigs, baskets of fruits and vegetables, etc. There was a stop – wheel fell off. We waited 3 hours for the man to get nuts in another town. We stood by the side of the road in the middle of the night. People started getting out, so we were able to sit. Then we stopped the second time – puncture on one of the tyres. Another wait. After that, the driver raced another bus along the motorway with a horse and a cart in the slow lane. Never again, we promised. Such a bus experience!
For: The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Sept. 24/16 by Linda Hill
What a journey!
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indeed! have a great weekend 🙂
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You too 😃
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Ugh, what a journey! Our public transport gets pretty crowded here, but not Philippines style!
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that experience was thirty years ago, hope it’s better now…
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I hope so!
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Well that was an interesting trip 🙂
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interesting, indeed! thanks, Jackie 🙂
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