RUN baby RUN!

here is "part 2" of my encounter with Murphy's Law.

mom said that is what most people do when they go to cebu from iligan, go to ozamiz to catch up with the boat. so i figured everything was going to be ok.. until i missed the earlier bus to ozamiz by a few minutes. i even saw it on the highway on my way to the terminal. (JOH's tsk tsk counter: 1) but that didnt disourage me, the time was still 5:00 pm so i knew i would make it.

i was able to get on the bus after a "few" minutes (5:30 pm). and finally i was on my way to ozamiz. i was both fortunate and not when a lady and her 4 year-old (i think) kid sat beside me.
apparently, the girl knew the place where i was going so she said that the trip would take an hour and a half so at 5:30 pm i figured i would make it (the boat leaves at 8). so one the way i just listened to my mp3 player and tried to enjoy the scenery despite the gut feeling inside me telling me that i might not make it. oh, did i mention that the 4-year old (i think) kid was eating ice cream? well just like any kid that you see eating ice cream, the ice cream was all over his hand, melted and sticky. so just like any kid you need somewhere to wipe your hands...
Inner kid: nuts, my hands are wet and sticky, oh look, this kids pants are perfect!...
(JOH's TSK TSK counter: 2)

well aside from that, things weren't looking too good for me, i was running late, apparently, the bus had many "short-ride" passngers so we ended up stopping frequently. i had about 30 minutes left and the time was already 7:00 pm. (JOH's TSK TSK counter: 3) and to top things up, it was raining (JOH's TSK TSK counter: 4) so after a few more stops, finally i arrived at Mukas, where one rides a barge to get to Ozamiz. and just when i reached the terminal, i saw the earlier barge leave, right in front of me, if i were just stupid enough, i might have even jumped! so i missed the barge (JOH's TSK TSK counter: 5) by a few meters.
so i had to take the next barge (duh!) the time was 7:30pm. mom told me that i might not make it so she suggested that i go to the captain of the barge and ask them to tell the captain of the boat that there was still a passenger (me) in the barge. so being the "thick-skinned" bastard that i was, i approached that guy who might look like a captain on the barge. i asked him what time would the barge leave and that im in a hurry to catch the boat.
Inner Captain, or something like that: oh great not another one of those late passengers.
the captain (or something like that) said that we were going to leave at around 7:45pm (JOH's TSK TSK counter: 6) and unfortunately for me the barge was slow! (JOH's TSK TSK counter: 7) so what else could i do but sit and wait, unless i was willing to swim all the way to the otherside (come to think of, it must have been better if i did that)
finally the barge leaves... or at least i think it is. (indeed the barge was so slow, i had to look at the water to know if we were actually moving or not)
it was a case of the strange phenomena known as "so close yet so far." i could actually see the boats including the one i was about to take (or at least the boat that i might take). and just when i was nearing the dock... the boat was undocking (JOH's TSK TSK counter: 8) something in me was compelling me to jump and swim for it (kindda like the feeling one gets when looking down from a tall building, or is it just me, hmmm.. i must be psychotic) but anyway, as much as i wanted to, i didnt, it wasnt worth all the "hassle." so practically speaking, right in fron of me, the boat was leaving right in front of me while i stood helpless... (JOH's TSK TSK counter: 9) oh well, life is isnt always fair. immediately i rode the same barge back and for some strange reason, the thing seem to have moved faster back compared to when i was headed for ozamiz! (must be a conspiracy of some sort) i reached home at around ten (i still had enough time to go to the city and drown all my sorrows away, nothing like a good game of DoTA usually does the trick). buyt hey, i enjoyed the little adventure and the following day i WAS able to ride the boat to cebu (thats right, my mom made me catch up) but if you ask me there's one thing i learned from this experience... don't join the Amazing Race, it might just end up being a heart breaker.

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