Edmund likes to take the MTR in HK. They’re convenient, safe, clean, and gets to your destination in a jiffy.
Not me, I don’t like taking the train although I admit that it’s convenient.
He finds the ticket machine amusing. I don’t. I don’t even know how to use the ATM machine. Twenty years ago, he left his BPI ATM card with me just In case I needed money while he was in the US. I thought, wow, that’s cool. I ran out of cash on a Saturday so I went to a nearby BPI and tried to withdraw P1,000. Awa ng Dyos, hayun, nakain pa yung card nya. Wala na akong P1,000, naiwan pa dun yung card nya, Na embarrass pa ako because the manager knew us.
I hate walking from entrance to exit because sometimes they’re so far, I hate climbing up and down three flights of stairs especially when I am already tired to begin with. My husband plays golf regularly. He exercises, he jogs. I don’t. He can walk a span of 18 kilometers and I can walk 18 meters. He finds it a hassle to hail cabs and not knowing where the taxi driver is bringing us. I find it a hassle to rub elbows, knees, shoulders and butts with hundreds of strangers. He enjoys the experience which we couldn’t do when in Manila. I don’t enjoy rubbing thighs with my seatmates and them coughing on my cheeks. However, in the spirit of justice and equality, husbands must sometimes rule. So climb if I must…
Yung naka brown, Filipina yan, ang tagal=tagal sa phone at ang lakas ng boses. Nagpapahanap ng mauutangan sa Pilipinas. Etong mga naka wheel chairs, mga kapuso rin ang mga nagtutulak.
