Last night was by far the worst traffic I’ve ever been to; and I can still feel the need to have that 7 or 8-hour sleep.
My patience was tested on my way home from work. I left the office at 9:30PM. My workmates and I were very positive we’ll get home in approximately two hours after the downpour. The least we had expected just happened. The MRT was (semi) busted. It can operate from Kamuning to Shaw. Because of the inexplicable situation, we decided to take the bus home. We got to ride after almost 30 minutes.
That bus ride was the start of the long and tiresome journey. It tested my patience and understanding.
Vehicles are moving in a very small pace. I’ve decided to sleep in the bus. I was half asleep just to be aware of where in EDSA am I. Every time I wake up, the bus only move 5 to 10 meters from its point. I watched the people bound for north. They were many of them waiting for PUVs.
At 1AM, I was already in Makati. I am almost home. I am very close to hugging my pillows in my pajamas.
The heavy traffic did not stop at RCBC. It got worse. My workmate and I have decided to walk because traffic didn’t improve. It was already 1AM and I can feel my temper going up the notch. My threshold of patience is already at a glance.
Brisk walking was our first and last option. We did not run because we were too tired, and the sidewalks are not narrow enough to occupy two people. The narrow sidewalks got in my nerves. I was already ready to punch people walking/ keeping the path all to themselves. Good thing, no one did any of the two.
Few more steps and I am home!
As we got to Washington St., an ankle-deep flood was among us. I can feel my fuel tank getting close to empty. Then we saw pedicabs. I asked if they can get us through the flood. They can for 60 pesos. We did not have any choice.
Along the way, I saw how worse the traffic was. Gil Puyat/Buendia Ave. was still a parking lot, and it’s already 2 in the morning. People were already sleeping, and I can feel how tired they were.
I can feel what they feel, because I was there.
The traffic system in the National Capital Region is one the worst in the world. It has been eating every commuter’s time and energy. It has been testing every Juan’s patience.
I do not know if it’s going to get better. I doubt it will with the present mentality of all...not only politicians and government employees, but all people residing in the city,.