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.
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