It would seem the obvious thing to do when you have waited fifteen minutes for a taxi is to head down into the basement and jump on your scooter. After all, how would you get through the working week if you missed that all important meeting on the new stationery ordering process. (In Manila, just so you know, they are just 'folders' ... get it?)
So what if it a category two *typhoon could be waiting for you at that first bend on the flyover? In truth, I fear it less than the drivers here who seem to think that when it rains most of the laws of physics and motion are temporarily suspended. After all, it is just wind and rain and the occasional piece of sheet metal, what could go wrong?
* Sorry to disappoint you Metallica fans
**A typhoon is like a hurricane.
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