Drag me to hell. I really thought hell came to Earth when we arrived at the Batangas Port last Holy Thursday, April 5 2012. We arrived at Batangas port at around 6am and the first thing we saw was an ocean of human beings plopping and making their ways to the ticket booths scattered all over the port. Following the way of the Cross is an understatement in securing one’s ticket. First, one needed to fall in line to secure the ferry ticket. Next, you need to wait for the queue to pay for the terminal fee (Php 20.00 I guess). A separate booth was also hurdled to pay for the environmental fee (Php 50.00). Can they just include everything in a single transaction to avoid the hussle? I mean if this happens every year, why is the administration of the port not doing anything to improve its services? What made the matters worse was that there wasn’t any system to follow. People were just desperately making their way regardless of basic ethical consideration for others who diligently waited for their turns. Others really leave their morals at the doorsteps of their houses. I said to myself: this is anarchy at its finest. When one is alive after these series of unfortunate circumstances, the queue to enter the waiting area seems to be the final test of endurance and stamina. Lucky for me, we hired a fixer to do all of the above for some petty cash. A big pat on the back to the unnamed fixer who helped us carried the crosses of long queue, bulky baggage and humid surroundings.
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