Once in awhile it happens, I get a crazy Jeepney driver on my daily, hour long commute to work. This guy went slow, stopped for gas, and cleaned his windows with the attendant. All of this at minutes before eight. I was almost late.
Here's a picture of a toy jeepney that's respresentative of what they look like.(Representative of what they look like? Is that sentence ok, or is that the result of me getting NO sleep last night because of youngest child?)
Here's what it's like on the inside.