
I know I’m near home when I see the lights
I have a secret coping mechanism when it comes to the hellish Edsa traffic. It’s a most therapeutic formula.
I have a secret coping mechanism when it comes to the hellish Edsa traffic. It’s a most therapeutic formula.
Virgilio “Gil” Yuzon was more than halfway through the ride of his life—an epic, cross-country motorcycle journey from the northernmost tip of Luzon to the end of Mindanao—when the unexpected happened.
In the wee hours of a weekday, commuters wait at the corner of Edsa Extension and Roxas Boulevard for a jeepney bound for Alabang.
I stopped taking cabs in May last year, and now rely almost entirely on Uber to get me from Quezon City, where I live, to Makati, where I work.
There are several bills pending in Congress meant to promote cycling for health and physical fitness, lower levels of air pollution and carbon emissions, and ease traffic congestion by providing an alternative means of transport.
When I became separated and started living alone, the household hand I sorely missed was the family driver. Ours could do many things beyond his job description, even type lease contracts. But driving being the immediate need, I was forced to buy an automatic car—I couldn’t drive a conventional one.
Once a week, Randy David gets up really early and gets on one of his motorcycles.
Ride-hailing app company Uber says it is banning its riders and drivers from carrying guns.
New Russian road safety regulations bar transsexuals, transvestites and others with sexual “disorders” from driving, ostensibly for medical reasons.
If you’re among the thousands of commuters who brave long terminal lines and hour’s worth of traffic just to travel from home to work and vice versa, chances are, for you, buying a car is impractical and quite expensive.
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