(This picture is actually on our second day in Manila: Mall of Asia)
We took a PUJ (public Utility Jeepney) going to Baclaran, we paid Php 7 pesos/pax, and then took a train in Baclaran station and the fare was Php 15 pesos/person going to Carriedo station where the Quiapo Church is located. We we reached the latter station, we cross the street using the underpass and then took the PUJ that has a sign board "Project" going to PRC. We arrived in PRC at around 9.15 a.m and everything was quite fine, compared to Ilo-ilo PRC where they do not consider you as Professional, most of the guard in Ilo-ilo PRC would think that you are still an applicant for the local examinations and in comparison to their employee, the staff in PRC-Manila was more helpful and kind than from those in PRC-Iloilo. So, we took a form on the right side of the main gate and filled in the blank spaces as required. We headed to Window 16 and gave our picture and for payment as well, then go back again to the same window after payment. What made me sad was that, there was no express renewal anymore, so what we did was, gave our claim stab to the authorize employee of DHL inside PRC and paid Php 100 pesos for the provincial postal, and remember it should be per stab,even though it was the same person. So it was a little expensive, but we really need it.
After our sweating hours in PRC, we had lunch in one of the mall near PRC, a resto that is not found in Bacolod. Then, after an hour of rest, we went to Makati City, to file an application in different agencies. At first we had fun, but then, as we walked every steps of our life, we got exhausted and about to surrender, but then we were able to pass our CV (curriculum vitae) in the two agencies in Makati, while the other one, we decided to send it by postal since it has so many requirements.
We then, had another foot aching walking, and when we reached Ayala triangle, we sat in one of the stone bench and rest for 5 minutes and then took a bus from there going back to Baclaran. While on the bus, we were having a fun conversation, but as our eyes started to close, there was silence on our side and we fell asleep. I woke up when we were in Roxas Boulevard as i can see the Mall of Asia.
Then we took a PUJ again from Roxas Boulevard to Bayview Tower, had a rest in the Inn and fetch my mum in NAIA1. But there was some problem, i miscounted the arrival time of my mum, we arrived in the airport at 6.00 pm for thinking that the Boeing already arrived in the terminal. I went back and forth in the left and right exit of the terminal and looking for my mum, but then she was not in there yet, i tried to call the paging line but that was no "Paging time" and then i looked at the monitor, the arrival of the plane was 19.35 (7.35 pm) (toinks), i asked the driver of the van to picked us up instead at 8.00 pm or i will just call the Inn.
We waited for my mum in the waiting area, while eating Jollibee and then we saw the screen flashing, that says the plane from Sydney already arrived, so we went downstairs and waited for my mum. There she was, in brown fluffy silvered brown coat, and i forgot what was the color of the pants, with two travelling bag and one blue bag on here hand.
After the airport, we ate in KFC, in NAIA road, near our Bayview Inn.
Then we slept and the next day has already been planned. I'll just post it tomorrow.
This is my “Story” © 2010 J.J.L.C (previously known as C.GT)
This is my “Story” © 2010 J.J.L.C (previously known as C.GT)
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