A few days ago, I was invited to a Medical Mission my friend was organizing for the year (she has done 7 so far), and since I was no longer bound by duties at my training hospital, I decided to give it a try.
The trip to get from where I am to Cadiz City was an estimated 4 hours worth of sitting in a bus. However, it took a whole lot longer than I expected. I think I was in the bus for a grand total of 8 hours…
I had no regrets, though, and although I would normally “hate” having to sit still in a bus for long periods of time, I enjoyed the journey. What awaited me at the end of my journey was also filling me with joyful anticipation…:-)
I got off the bus in San Carlos City so I could get something from the medical supplies store. The tricycle driver was a friendly chap… telling me that the base fare was “10 pesos” and it was up to me to give more if I wished. The city was quiet and peaceful when I visited, and then I was able to see firsthand how warm and helpful the people were. They had the tendency to call me, “Madam”…instead of “Miss” or “Ma’am. Though I was only there for less than an hour, I felt that I had seen enough to make a judgment. -)