Rush Hour Crowd

I am not fond of commuting during rush hour. If we travel by car, this means traffic on the streets and yes, traffic which makes us lose time, waste gas and get agitated we’d be late to wherever we are going.

If we travel by the train, well, this is definitely easier. There is a major issue though: mad crowd. I mean throngs of people, lining up a few hundred meters long till they reach the first step of the first flight of stairs that will take them to the MRT platform.

They will not obviously push you but you will feel it. They will not shout at your directly to move your big bag away so they can pass. Or wait, was it directed to the one behind you? And yeah, can you please move an inch because all of you want to go home already and the train won’t move if this person is preventing the door to close?

No one is a VIP here. No one.

  • Women have big bags you’d think they have the home sink in it
  • Guys holding briefcase for men with their laptops and documents.
  • Students with their big bags and white uniforms (though not all)
  • Moms with their children in tow.
  • People with headphones played so loud you know what they are listening to
  • People who sit like they think the seat is their personal property
  • Loud phone talkers.

These are just a few kinds of people you will get to meet while riding the MRT during rush hour.

During the limited time  a week I spend riding the train, I am fortunate enough to ride during midday and go home at mid-afternoon. Crowd? None that I see regularly. So yeah, yey!

Trickle

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Sleepy in the Morning

I woke up early to wake up the hubby for his super early meeting. What I meant was, I am sleepy and it’s not even 10am yet.

If only they just have video conferencing services, there would have been no need to travel to the other side of the metro for that. I think the hubby needs to present some documents so he really has to be there. On the other hand, this is entirely impossible because our net connection is crawling…like a snail…

Oh well, maybe it’s time to do some cleaning up since I can’t do more work online.

Ciao.

 

Horses

We love hiking. If there’s a good walking/hiking trail at home, we’d be going there on a regular basis. Alas, where we live, everything is paved and we have to drive several minutes half an hour or so to where the trees are. When opportunities to hike present itself, we hike.

We tend to enjoy the scenery, breathe the fresh air and take in as much as we can visually. We take photos of course, and as the saying goes, we only take photos, leave behind our footprints and bring home memories.

During last weekend’s hiking, we saw these horses relaxing under the shade of the trees. My daughter remarked that if only we have equestrian apparel, she’d love to ride on those horses.

horses

Knowing she loves riding, that was not a surprise. She used to ride horses at the nearby park when she was younger. The park is now more “modernized” with rides and so the horses had to go. Sad.

Paalam Litratong Pinoy

Namaalam na ang isang blag na aking binabalik-balikan at pinupuntahan ng halos linggu-linggo mula pa noong 2008: LITRATONG PINOY

Katulad ng iba, sa ibang konteksto ng buhay, na nagsisisi dahil nagkaroon ng konting kapabayaan sa pagdaan ng mga panahon, ako’y “guilty” sa hindi pagsali sa ilang tema sa kadahilanang marami-rami akong gawaing-bahay lalo na kapag may pasok ang mga bata.

Anyway, salamat Litratong Pinoy, sa iyong mga tema, ako ay nakapagsulat ng mga artikulong salamin ng aking damdamin, kaisipan at mga saloobin.

Salamat Litratong Pinoy, nagkaroon ako ng mga kaibigan sa pagba-blog, kaibigang nakilala ko sa totoong buhay at mga kaibigan na sa hanggang ngayon ay sa virtual world ko lang nakakahalubilo.

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