The whole family is now holed up in a hotel in Manila as a result of typhoon Milenyo (it was more like “Delubyo.”) Roxas Boulevard on the way here seemed like no-man’s land with fallen trees, non-functioning traffic lights and darkness even on the condominium buildings that dot the Manila skyline. Looks like power won’t be restored until tomorrow, or maybe two days depending on the situation. Without power and only candles to tide us by the whole night, we simply had to getout of the house.
This morning was really scary and baaaad. I haven’t experienced fierce winds in a long time and it mercilessly lashed on our windows, tore down roofs, toppled electric posts and TV antennas. I busied myself clearing out clutter in preparation for our forthcoming apartment move and there’s no doubt that my old clothes and things will go to victims of this typhoon. For once, I felt that even my own home wasn’t safe from nature.
My kids tried to amuse themselves by looking at their photo albums, playing with flashcards and reading comic magazines. But there was a limit to this. With no water, TV, computer and electricity, my son was getting to be bored stiff.
You have to live with it Paolo, you know. Such is life!,” I said.
“Well then….I hate life!,” he replied.
That was when I decided to pack our bags for the hotel. With an internet connection, generator-run electricity, water dripping from the faucets, a decent coffeeshop meal and a neatly-arranged bed, life appears to be back to normal…..at least for the moment.