SLEX is a woman

I liken the South Luzon Expressway to a woman obsessed with her looks. And why the hell not? SLEX is always trying to better itself. Asphalt now. Cement-paved the next, only to return to asphalt the next time around. New toll gates. New rules. Never the same everytime. Now you tell me that SLEX is not your mother, your wife, your daughter or your girlfriend...even your female boss.

You can't live with her even if she drives you nuts. Men have gotten into fist fights over her insane moods. Heavy traffic now then smooth driving in the blink of an eye. Slippery when wet. Scorching hot during a good few months of the year. When hungry or thirsty or if you're dying to take a shit, she gives you respite. There's Petron or Shell. She takes care of you. She gives you just what you need in the nick of time even though she infuriates you the rest of the trip.

We all have thought of dumping SLEX and never travel at all. But you can't and you won't. And why the hell not? Coz she's your mother, your wife, your daughter, your girlfriend...yes, you're own inescapable nightmare.

Happy Women's Month! So hot hot hot.