The bus we almost called home...

Well, yesterday, three teams including ours (Me, XL and Jolo) were supposed to compete in Ateneo for a programming contest hosted by CompSAt. Unfortunately, the event was canceled at around 10:30 am. Because of the bad weather, our team decided to go home to avoid facing more difficulties when going home in the afternoon. Our supposed to be easy way home because it was early stretched up to almost 12 hours. I know that it is shocking. In normal days, my travel time used to be 2 hours but yesterday was different, so different. Here's the breakdown of what happened to us yesterday. At 11:30 am, XL and I was already on the bus. The bus was supposed to turn at Quirino. That normally took 20-30 minutes of our travel time but as I have said, yesterday was different. Shockingly, we got to the Quirino intersection at approximately 3:30 pm. Well, that's not the end of the story. We still need to travel to Coastal Road before reaching Cavite (BTW I'm living somewhere in Cavite). Well, it took 20 minutes or so to reach Coastal Road. We celebrated because we already spent the last 4 hours in the bus waiting for it to reach Coastal believing that it is not traffic there, but we were wrong. The traffic in Coastal was so heavy. Well that's the part where we decided to let our destiny depend on a coin. We flipped a coin and agreed that if the result si heads then we will stay on the bus otherwise, we would wait for 10 people to leave the bus and start walking from Coastal to Cavite. The reason behind this was the fact that we were seeing many people walking along the other side of Coastal Road. So it was almost 8:00 and we decided to leave the bus that we were on for the past 8 or so hours (now you know the reason behind the title of this post). At that time, we were just at the halfway mark of Coastal Road. Luckily (although it was not that lucky) when we left the bus one of the people who was walking that also came from the same bus, started to run back shouting "umaandar na!". So we got shocked and started running back to the bus. This wasn't lucky at all because we lost the chance of sitting. So the bus spent 5-10 minutes moving. Then it stopped at the 3/4 mark of Coastal. That was the time we decided to walk (this time, we agreed on one thing: "whatever happens, there's no turning back"). So that's the part where we left the bus we almost called home. Now, that's the start of our own version of Alay Lakad. And after almost 3 hours of walking, we already reached the point where the road is passable (well the reason why the cars in Coastal Road was stucked was because the road isn't passable due to flood). We found a jeep there. So we spent the last 15 minutes riding a jeep then I spent another 10 minutes in a tricycle. Then at almost 11:00 pm, home sweet home. At last!