As the hour hand of the clock ticked 5 pm in the afternoon, I timed out in the logbook. Another day of the internship has successfully finished.
I decided to walk to the public market from the Philippine Satellite Auditing Office - Ilocos Sur, where I am having my internship. My body's tired, but I just decided to just walk instead to save fair.
The sun's heat is no longer scorching at this hour, but the road becomes busier. The photo above is the Provincial Farmers Livelihood Development Center, which I passed on a while ago.
I used to go along with my classmate's vehicle who came from the same barangay as mine, but today he had some important matter to attend to. I have always been thankful to him because I was able to save a lot from the fair.
Nevertheless, let's go back to my long walk today. I was carefully walking and keenly observing every sign as I go into the other side of the road. The flow of traffic in some streets is slow because it's now rush hour. People are going home. Hence, the countless number of vehicles on the road.
I used the pedestrian lane and stopped at the crossing. I suddenly took a macro shot of 2 Brothers grocery. I messaged my brother to ask if he could just fetch me instead since I remembered he's in the city as well, but he is not yet going to go home as they are still having their review session for their upcoming board exam.
As I continued to walk, I momentarily stopped a few times to take a photo of the busy road. Several people are looking at me as I take various shots, making me feel conscious.
Finally, after a few hundreds of walk, I reached the public market.
The street lights are now open, bringing some light to the surroundings.
As I walked in front of the stall where my aunt worked, I coincidentally saw her preparing to go home. I waved hi, and she told me to just go with her as we waited for my uncle to arrive.
Meanwhile, people are going crazy for ipon. I mean, a lot of people are crowded in front of the public market as they buy ipon, tiny fish, or whatever you call these minute fishes.
Maybe you thought it was the same as hipon (shrimp), as they sound the same and are almost spelled similarly. But yes, they are completely different fishes.
As if I was a photographer, I took as many pictures as I could. The good thing is I am wearing a mask. Without it, I might have been so shy to take even a single photo.
When uncle finally arrived, we then leave the market.
As the night sky gets darker, the road do as well. It's then filled with lights coming from the vehicles.
Here are some photos I took while we were going home.
A short clip converted to a .gif file.
Despite being considered rush hour, traffic flow is not that slow. Well, it's in the province. Anyway, that's all for now.
How about you? What's your rush hour story?
Words and Pictures by @McJulez.
