We had a close shave with death last night. We were at a club, Route 196, and then we hopped into a cab to go back to the dorm. And it was just our luck to get this really stupid taxi driver who couldn't really understand English. So we told him, just drive us to Metrodorm, near Ortiga Centre, thinking that he would at least know the areas in his own hometown.
So after driving for quite a while, and realizing that we are in an area that is not familiar anymore, Amran asked the taxi driver, "Do you know where you're going?" The stupid taxi driver said in a really small voice, "errr... I'm not pretty sure..." CCB!!! Not pretty sure then just quietly keep on driving???/
We told him to drive to Julia Vargas Rd (or something that sounds like that) and he said okokokok.. So in the middle of the fucking highway, HE REVERSED!!!! And we heard a loud and long horn from behind us (like the kind of horn u hear from trains), and a fucking cement truck SPED past us. It was only INCHES away from us. This cement truck was fucking speeding okay? And this stupid taxi driver reversed on a fucking highway!! The cement truck was so bloody close to smashing us to smithereens! We were all like WTF??!!!
So everybody was holding each other damn tightly, and the taxi driver managed to reverse out onto the main highway, and he continued driving. This stupid taxi driver didn't know where Julia Vargas Rd was, and drove us to some ghetto area. For those of you who didn't know, Philippines has a fucking high crime rate and the street people can just mug foreigners any time with guns!
He then stopped at the side of the road and asked 2 dodgy looking men for directions. And one of them had a fucking huge hole in his jeans, so huge that if he were not wearing undies, we would be able to see a full view of his cock! We laughed for a while, and didn't even dare to continue laughing because we were worried that the guy would notice us laughing at his pants and get pissed and ask us to come out of the cab and shoot us dead. We were fucking lucky for the second time that they did not decide to rob us there and then. They could have, since the useless cabbie couldn't have done anything as well since he was so small-sized and weak and STUPID.
After asking for directions, the taxi drove out of the ghetto onto the highway again. Then suddenly for some reason, the cabbie said "ahhh... *some unheard muttering*" softly, and started to veer SLOWLY from the left of the highway to the RIGHT of the highway. And all the while, there are huge lorries and trucks speeding past us okay??? And for the third lucky time, a cargo lorry barely missed us! The driver of the cargo lorry wound down his window and shouted curses at the taxi driver, which I felt he fully deserved.
We drove on, and if not for Deedee's good observation skills by noticing the correct road we were supposed to turn into, we would have been driven to the Abu Sayaff territory in Philippines and died.
It was one helluva roller coaster ride and it was scarier than any roller coaster ride I've been on man.
