Thursday, August 16, 2007

sobra agua

i was supposed to see the third installment of the jason bourne drama with M yesterday.

actually, the decision to watch bourne ultimatum is still subject to a toss coin. heads, we watch bourne ultimatum, tails then it's surf's up. if we end up contesting the results of the toss coin, then it's a love story for us.

10Am, M called to say that i should stay home because it's raining like hell in the metro. i told him it's sunny where i am.

of course, we are 88 kilometers away from each other.

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the evening news said that the streets of metro manila looked like this yesterday:


surf is definitely up.

but what's new? metro manila, much as i love the place, is a decaying metropolis-- over populated, has an uber pathetic urban and transportation plan and almost non-existent proper waste disposal system.

the flood was not surprising.

what amused me about yesterday's flood was quentin tarantino's story.

tarantino with tikoy aguiluz took a pedicab to get to malacanang after their limo was stuck in the flood for hours.


when the limo gets stuck,
the tough go on padyak


i was in malacanang a week ago (what i did there, i won't tell you yet). i took the LRT? MRT? i'm not sure what they call that mass transpo along aurora blvd. anyway, when i got off the legarda station, there were all these bikes. actually, these pedicabs are everywhere in that area and i hear a ride costs 30bucks.

let me digress a bit, i have been a manila dweller for 10 years now and in those years, i lived in UP diliman area and makati. in those places where i lived, we have sidewalks, walk ways, pedestrian lanes, traffic lights.

imagine how disoriented i was, being the arte ass that i am, when i got off the legarda station and walked my way towards gate seven of malacanang.

there were thousands of jeepneys, a million pedicabs and a gazillion students (and snatchers, muggers, urban dirt) along the university belt and they don't have a gad freaking sidewalk!!!!!!!

que horror!! i had to fight for walking space.

when i become president, my first order of the day would be to transfer malacanang at the top floor of the RCBC plaza, or to one of the golf courses in wack-wack, or beside bonifacio high street.

manila--- lito atienza's and now alfredo lim's manila-- is just too ugly and too dirty.

yet, quentin tarantino was there yesterday via pedicab.


there he is receiving his lifetime achievement award
from tita gloria
(who also got stuck in the flood hahahaha)


tarantino in manila fashion statement:
barong and jogging pants


and he didn't complain about it. awww... i love him more.


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