My top 10 cab-ride experiences:
- Getting prayed over en route to a client meeting. Driver found out I was from the Philippines, assumed I was Catholic (I am, but not really) and proceeded to pray over me for the rest of the ride. An awkward 20 minutes, which by Singaporean standards, is loooong.
- Hearing the driver sing along to a song about "your batuta" (policeman's nightstick) and some other phallic fruits on my way back from a meeting in Quezon City.
- Being given blessings by a nice old cabbie to find a nice Singaporean man to "make me happy" during my first trip to Singapore.
- Receiving shopping tips whilst I was in Bangkok for focus groups. The slightly effeminate driver excitedly told me about how cheap everything was in this city. So I should buy myself a few things, especially their women.
- Arguing with them over my nationality. Gaddemit, I am Pinoy!
- Getting a free ride after I offered to pay seventy Pesos in coins for my trip from Ateneo to Makati in 1998.
- Hearing stories from cab drivers from Singapore about their adventures in the Philippines. It's actually a bit embarrassing to admit that they have explored our country more than I have. Their stories about Palawan and Quiapo are always the most interesting, I find.
- Being taught how to speak in Bahasa Indonesia. Saya mau makan!
- Getting cooking tips (turnips can make your soup sweeter!)
- Having your mobile phone returned after you lost it in their cab.
2 comments:
Nice blog! Nice post too! You gotta admit that cab memories are some of the funniest.
They are. :-) I love talking to them. It makes the trip so much more interesting.
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