this never happened to me before.
my job is generous with holidays, specially religious holidays. Holy Wednesday is non-working holiday for us and because of this, i get to avoid the exodus of people from Manila to the provinces during Holy Week. I either leave on Tuesday evening or early Wednesday morning. but that’s changed because i now am a resident of Manila and just go to Pampanga to visit.
having changed addresses has not, however, freed me from my personal attachment to my old parish (though it isn’t allowed by the Church, as far as i know). i feel compelled to preserve this tradition and that is why i still come back each and every time. and for 10 years, i’ve never missed a procession. i once was late coming home but made it to the procession just by a hair. last Wednesday, i would experience my first failure.
we were pretty early, by my estimation, but the queue for the buses was already long at 4:30PM at Five Star Terminal in Cubao where Bataan Transit was. i thought the moving queue was a sign of progress and so we stuck with it, A and I. but after 4 hours of standing up, having seen the worst management of a queue by the staff of the bus company, we gave up and decided to fight this another day. the procession started 8PM anyway. i would never make it.
when we finally got to Pampanga, my brother-in-law told how the other bus company he rode (Genesis Transport) had the manpower and crowd management down pat. yes, there were as many people waiting and standing in line but getting on the bus was much more orderly. which made me think that if we had given up at around 6PM and went there, we would’ve probably reached the procession on time. but no use crying over spilled milk. we learned our lesson. 🙂