Travel Writing

It was past eleven in the evening. A heavy downpour earlier that night has left much of the city under flood water. Drenched, (I forgot to bring my umbrella so I used my bag to cover my head) I boarded the fifth jeep I passed by. An FX from Ortigas won't be coming.Besides, it's getting late.The jeep was snarled in traffic. The four lane avenue was overwhelmed with cars and trucks trying to