Mario is visiting the country and although he is not passing by our neighborhood, we can feel his strong presence tremendously.
Mario is not handsome nor famous. In fact, everyone seems to hate him and wants him out of the country right now. Still, he lingers and we can’t do anything about it. He calls the shots and we’re helpless.
Mario is the 13th (?) tropical depression to hit the country this year. Classes in all levels and office work have been suspended in several areas following last night’s and this morning’s non-stop rains.
I woke up to the news that Metro Manila is flooded. In the suburb where we live, some 1,000 meters above sea level, some streets are submerged in flashfloods. That means no going to the market or the grocery. We’re stranded in the house with nothing in the freezer but an already opened pack of bacon and Sam’s vege-meat. We also have eggs and a can of luncheon meat. They will do until the flashfloods subside and we can drive to the market.
I’m not complaining. It’s cool and dry in the house, our village isn’t flooded, power has not gone out and there has been no water interruption. So far.
The problem is whether Speedy can pick up the kids and bring them home for the weekend. We’ve been glued to the news, on TV and online, and the images of the metro streets tell us there is no way we can reach the kids today. Hopefully, no one has gone out of the condo building. There are so many food delivery services in the area and their meals shouldn’t be a problem.
Meanwhile, I made a coffee cocktail…