Just when I thought I'm done with our magazine report, the press coordinator says we need to add one more page. And then later on, she calls to say we need two more.. what the f???! And so I go to the pre-press house, sat down with the lay-out artist to make those magic pages, then after the final page count we realize we didn't need to add any more pages after all since the final count is already even!!
Buckets
I haven't experienced ploughing through torrential rains until last night. My windsheild was so fogged up, and blurred by sheets and sheets of rain, I could barely see the car before me, could not see at all the car after me, and faint shapes could be seen at my sides, otherwise I have no idea if another vehicle is too near me or not. For the first time in a long while driving was scary again. And the flooded roads, intimidated the smaller cars, perhaps if there would be a new feature that'll make cars float like a boat on floods? I should patent the idea. So, feeling that Hilander, having been with our family for eight years now, could survive the flooded EDSA, I drove on, hearing the water licking the underchassis of my car like zombies' hands trying to pull me and slow me down..
After driving through the flood I checked my brakes if it's still working, and for one panicky second, the car didn't stop while I was stepping on the brakes! Fuck! This is EDSA, if ever I lose my brakes I'd prefer to lose it in a quiet subdivision street! I was never taught at driving school on what to do when your brakes don't work! ... so back to the stepping on the clutch and then the gas and then the brakes.. which, thank God and all things holy, finally worked.
I just hope I'd never drive under a storm again. I'd rather wait it out in the office or a well-lit mini-stop store with dozens of donuts and steaming milo.
Oh, and here's a photo I took during a rainy day in Lipa, Batangas. Lily. :-)
