Delayed flight

I take it as a miracle to finally find a taxi in an unlikely place. The rain did not stop, and my feet kind of hurt already from the sandals I wore. Again I won't say I was unlucky for that word will spread its venom through my day. I just stayed for maybe 10 minutes in my sister's friend's apartment and ride again to the airport, where I would be "safe" from the shooting in the city. It was really my day. The flight was delayed for just an hour only, yeah. By that time, curfew had been imposed in Luzon. I just laughed off my experience as I shook my head. Goodness. Por bida jud.

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