Driver who doesn’t know his way
It was passed twelve noon when my son arrived at the house and picked me up to drop me off to the airport. It was ten minutes after when my chauffer/driving instructor Joseph. Well basically his expertise is mostly in teaching and not in being a driver. As he parks the car to the front yard Jamelle (my son) grabbed my luggages and putts them in the compartment.
As I gracefully enters the 2007 Vios car, Joseph mentioned that he is not really familiar with the road (oh boy that’s going to be a problem). Being one of the aging classy sophisticated ladies I’m not also familiar with roads. All I know is I’ll pass the biggest mall and from there the airport would be near.
Eventually were on the road, we went to this big mall and from there followed buses going to the airport. My son made some phone calls from his friends that knows the road much but wasn’t really that of a big help. We took one turn one time when we were following this bus but got caught in the mid hour a traffic jam.
We took a one minute stop at this gasoline station (which basically solved my issues with directions) and the gasoline guys are quite kind enough to point us the exit signs of the road which we were stuck for 15 minutes and pointed us to the correct route going to the airport.
Few minutes later. Jamelle already recognizes the road going to terminal three as I heard that news I am relieved of the stress of being late. I immediately made some few strokes with the brush and made once again the candle effects of beauty queens. As he drives nearer and nearer to the departure bay. I’ve checked in the things that I have. Tickets? Checked! Bags? Checked! All set up and ready to go.
As the car stopped I moved fast to the check-in counters and run towards the gates. Yet exhausted from the fast pace I manage to keep the smile in my face. So excited right now. I’ll be visiting my daughter again in Singapore!
Singapore! Here I come
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