
The sky was enveloped with rain clouds all morning, from the sea to the mountains. The wind blew in that direction as well. It was already at around 11:00 a.m., though, when fat drops started to fall. That was also the time when, finally, the red and white puj left the terminal, after staying there for almost 15 minutes.
Bacolod was dry with no promise of rain at all. The task that I was called about was the exit interview which I already finished last week at the hcd office.

The trip was not wasted though, as had I not come to return the health and social cards, the cost of which would have been charged to my final pay.
The mall was closed for the holidays which shortened my trip.
Back home, it was surprising to see water collected on the pavement. Sis reported that it rained for about 40 minutes that afternoon which, according to dad, is enough to leave the plants unwatered in the next three days.
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