I went to church to attend mass but when I got there I was told that there was no 12:15nn mass on Saturdays. The website was wrong then. So I decided to have a pedicure. After the pedicure, I once again braved the intense heat of the midday sun. I bought some mangoes and decided to take a tricycle instead of the jeepney because I did not want to walk because I felt drained by the heat. Also, I didn’t want to hazard my newly painted toes. When I got in the tricycle, I almost fell because I sat on a wooden plank that was used as an extension instead of the seat. I sat there and waited but the driver did not come. I was surprised because usually it does not take long before the driver turns on the engine. I discovered that the driver was missing and I was asked to transfer to another trike. The dispatcher told me that the driver was defecating. Well, I guess even drivers suffer bowel problems while on the job. Who doesnt?
Passenger Talesstories about my experiences as a traveler and passenger
