Blocked Streets

Weekend had us stay in the house because of this very strong typhoon named Fengshen or Frank that bashed the country.

Saturday morning I was not surprised to see the scene in the photo below. It was a long night during Friday when I can’t sleep because of the noise coming from outside that in turn came from these:

What in tarnation are these trucks doing here?

Apparently, the lot in front of where we live was turned into a warehouse for Coca Cola. Not that I have anything against Coke because we love this sugary drink but this is a residential area, for heaven’s sake. People, I mean strangers in the form of drivers, cargo carriers, whoever, are coming and going and I have expressed fear that some of these would be potential no-good people.

Just yesterday I reported to the barangay/local government unit about a truck parked beside our place with two guys inside. They were there while the storm was at its worst,when the winds were howling, the branches of the trees falling off and the rains were pouring endlessly! What were they thinking?

They moved a few minutes after my call maybe because the security people asked them to. But they didn’t go away they just transferred to another place. Sheesh.

Calling Kapitana Marie, what should you think we do? I asked the barangay if a business permit or whatever was issued but they were clueless.