My Jeep and Bus Trip Going Back Home - Processing Some Papers

I wasn't planning to go home yet, but I need to take care of something in my hometown. I decided to go back as soon as possible.

The final destination of the bus from B. city is at my aunt's place. The buses come every 45 minutes, so I woke up early to get ready. I was planning to catch the 7 AM trip.

Just when I reached the street where the bus passes by, a motorcycle driver asked if I wanted to ride with him through a shortcut. He told me the bus had just passed by a while ago. I felt so disappointed thinking the bus left even though I got up so early. I had no choice but to wait for the next one.

The bus stop was near my aunt's store, so I headed there to wait for a while. While walking, I saw Tita Pangga. She asked if I was in charge of the store, and I told her I was going home but missed the bus.

Just as I was walking away, she shouted, "how about you ride with me to the next barangay? A lot of jeepneys stop there to pick up passengers." It was a bit far from aunt's place, so I happily accepted her kind offer. She washed the carry first and prayed before we left.

It was really great timing because when we were near the place where the jeeps stops, one of the jeeps was about to leave. Tita Pangga immediately signaled the driver to stop so I wouldn't be left behind again. Thankfully, I was able to leave by riding the jeep.

I'm always amazed every time I passed through this road. The scenery is still beautiful and so relaxing. there are green fields, sugarcane and it has a very provincial feel. I don't want to keep this beautiful scenery to myself, so I'm sharing it with you to enjoy.

After an hour of traveling, I arrived at my first stop. I will leave some documents to my friend in the city Hall. After that, I ride in a motorcycle going to the terminal where I will ride on a bus.

Storytelling
I rode a bus. At first, it was a smooth and chilly ride with an elderly woman as my seatmate. But after she arrived at her destination and got off, a random, strange man sat beside me. He looked like he was in his mid- 50's- not so huge and not so small. We were in a two-seater, but it feels stiff and uncomfortable. He kept leaning on me that my hips hurt. I think he intentionally do it and my gut feeling told me I was in danger. I couldn't confront him, so I kept shifting, to avoid his arms, but he kept leaning towards me. I felt terrible.

I decided to move to another seat even though the bus was still moving. The conductor looked confused; he thought I was getting off. But his gazed told me he knew something was off. He offered to guide me to another seat so I wouldn't fallen. Thankfully, I arrived safely at my destination.

I took care of my paperwork in the municipal hall, and since the clinic was nearby, I claimed my Philhealth MDR. Because it was already past lunchtime, I decided to eat somewhere near the motorcycle terminal.

After a hectic schedule, I am finally returning home. I am walking with my brother. Although I have only been away for a week, it feels as though I left a long time ago.

--emmin◉⁠‿⁠◉msss

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Photos are edited using my Realmi C25s phone.

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