A Meeting with a Motorcycle

In the past I have written about driving here in the Philippines. Driving here makes New York taxi drivers look like little old ladies in an Edsel. Well there is something new to comment about and that is Motorcycle Drivers here. I think they feel they are immortal. They drive any place they think they can fit even if at high speeds. They weave around traffic, drive between moving cars, on the right side, the left side and if...