In my hometown, I used to be the driver. In this city, however, I’m just a passenger. When riding jeepneys, I prefer to be seated at the front seat, but my driver instincts always kicks in. Every time I think that it needs to stop, my right food would automatically press hard, like I’m pressing the brakes. I know, it’s weird. I guess it would be better to sit at the back like the guy in the picture. He doesn’t look to happy when I took his photo though. =D