The MRT – my favorite ride. Every morning, I ride it. I rush to Quezon Avenue station in Quezon City so that I could ride the train from there to Guadalupe. It certainly beats having to for an hour or so on the bus.

There are moments when the platform is really crowded. When I get to the station by 7:30 or 8:00 am, the volume of the crowd waiting for a train is quite large already but it’s still quite manageable, I think. At least it is for me. I tend to get to the station at a time when the trains aren’t so full yet so I could stand in the train and not get squished in between other commuters. Well, at least until Cubao station where passengers really fill up the train like sardines stuck in a can. There are skipping trains that also arrive at the station so those times that I chance upon them are happy times because I can still read a book while in the train.

Sometimes, riding the MRT can be frustrating. Why? Because sometimes the platform is so crowded already that people are not let in until after a train or two has already passed. When that happens, I get late to work. (Terrible, terrible!) Aside from that, there are times when people get so pushy! And I mean it literally. There was a time I got separated with my sister and mother, who were commuting with me.

There are actually so many things one can learn while riding the MRT. Courtesy, is one thing. The courtesy for other passengers is so important because you are sharing that space and one must take not that he/she ought not hog the space. There is also a lesson to be learned in hygiene. One really has to keep himself/herself clean. I remember standing in a crowded train and the man beside me was so sweaty. I wouldn’t really mind if his sweat didn’t smell much. I could have fainted, I swear! That is why I have become more conscious about my own hygiene. I don’t want anyone fainting because of me. *laughs* I also learned that one has to be patient. I don’t want to fight with other passengers. I don’t want to stress myself out so early in the morning, or as I travel home.

Riding the MRT can be fun too! Imagine the thrill of rushing against the crowd, trying to beat the time on the way to work ;)

And by the way, here is a link to someone’s website. It’s all about the MRT. http://www.geocities.com/ariseo3/mrt