It has been quite a while now that I have not commuted from my place going to Cebu via PUJ (public utility vehicle).
Yesterday, being Ayala Center as my destination, I took a PUJ from Basak, LapuLapu to Mandaue City highway. I disembarked before the overpass and took another PUJ for Ayala. The jeepney dropped me off at the Ayala terminal. I was amazed. That was a quick trip, feeling more convenient than traveling with my personal means of transportation.
On my trip, I enjoyed watching my co passengers embarking and disembarking in haste. I admired the skill of the driver changing lanes abruptly to pick up passengers standing in the “no stopping” area. I could see the fury of other drivers watching helplessly as our driver “stole” their supposed to be passengers. I would have blown my top too if I were driving my own vehicle and was following this “reckless” jeepney. But NO! I enjoyed it completely.
I missed opening my palm as if meagerly counting coins for my fare, as I was used to flip a hundred for a taxi fare without getting back the change.
I experienced simplicity. I felt unwound. I had the feeling of respect and compassion towards these drivers and their conductors. There should be a contest on the most skillful traffic-sign-violating drivers. I have a feeling I know the reason why they’re doing it. They’re racing against time. They need to pick up more passengers whatever it takes or else their family would starve.
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