[babel-fish]

Well I wake in the morning to the sound of mad cockerels and the traffic rumbling pass on it’s chaotic accident prone journeys. Oh damn someone’s got there music at full blast and does not know how to balance the base.

Just another day in the Philippines, go and shower and proceed to make a cup of decafe, oh how coffee makes a good start to the day. Well the guy next door thinks I want to share his smoke from his fire, oh yummy what’s that smell its like sewage. It’s just got to be dried fish, wonderful. Get out the air spray and spray the house, my partner is up, washed and dressed and at the stove cooking breakfast. The bacon and eggs smell delightful, how I love the smell of bacon.

After breakfast I make my way to the bank, driving my motor bike I pass many other bikes many with families aboard and even young babies. Yes I think to myself the chances people take just to save a few pesos. A coach goes passed the driver of course has his foot down and knows only one speed seeming not really caring about any other road user and greedy to get a head of everyone else, like a madman or a bat out of hell. Of course many a lorry seemingly copies this pattern trying to run everybody else of the road.

Later after playing the local game of dodgems I find a parking space, once I stop a street salesman shoves some of his goods under my nose and does not give me time to take off my helmet and get of the motorbike. How rude I think, no thought other than to quickly sell his goods. After I politely tell him no thanks he then proceeds to put some packs of Viagra in front of my face. Once again I say no thanks, take of my helmet and get off the bike. You still here really young man I do not need your Viagra or any of the goods please leave me alone. He reluctantly walks away only to be followed by another street salesman of whom proceeds to sell his face towels, behind him is a beggar. Final after ten minutes I arrive a the ATM that states it’s out of order. Oh yes I think it Sunday and I will be lucky to get some cash. After a walk around I actually strike luck and able to take some money from a ATM machine.

I then walk to MacDonalds where I had parked my Bike earlier and go get a cup of coffee to drink outside. Am I left alone, no a string of street salesmen pounce on me one by one. Then the beggar’s pounce after a few coins the girls walk by and give me a cute smile and I think to myself I am not that handsome. Got to be something else because the street salesmen think I am a prime client for Viagra, I am too damn old.

I wing my way home and nearly get run off the road by a coach and a lorry, both traveling at a speed not right for the road condition and the on coming traffic. I note every body wants to get in front of everyone else, blow you jack I am all right. The car in front stop suddenly and its good job I still got good reflexes as the driver seeming does not know his stop light are blown, probably doesn’t care.