Who would have thought that this place would bring alot of memories that reminds me of someone. I just arrived from a seminar in Singapore for my interior designing. I am based in Manila but I grew up in the place they called "The Land of Promise" Davao City. Upon arrival in the airport, I saw someone who is raising a piece of paper written Salem Rei Villamor, "Where will I ride Kuya?" I asked the person. "Here Maam, this way" pointing a blue green pick up at the parking lot.
As i sat in the inside the car, I cannot stop glancing the places that we passed through. There were new buildings rising, also the old ones are still there. "Maam where do you want to take your lunch?" the driver asked. "Just bring me to the hotel instead. I need to get some sleep." I said. But suddenly there's a car that took our place and bumped on the pick up I was riding. My head also bumped on the window. "Aw! What the heck is this, until now there were still some people who don't obey traffic rules!"