Getting up early in the morning for an out-of-town hearing is something I look forward to. Well, not particularly the getting-up-real-early part, but the thought of the out-of-town trip. It’s always a welcome therapy.
The long drive along traffic-free expressways (try the North Luzon Expressway or the Star Tollway at the South) and provincial roads satisfies my need for speed. There are, however, speed limits, with radar sensors to enforce them. You could say you got away with it, but I have a number of friends who were apprehended for overspeeding. Still, it’s tempting to step on the gas with a highway as smooth and clear as the the North Luzon Expressway:
Sure, the constant driving along the congested streets of the Metropolis also gives you an adrenalin rush, but it’s more of the negative, hypertension-inducing type. Driving away from the city, in contrast, soothes your mind with the thought of leaving behind, even for a couple of hours, the choking city life.
I used to drive, alone, to Baguio to eat breakfast — park, eat, then drive back to Manila. I would often do the same thing to Tagaytay, having coffee at the crater in the wee hours of Friday nights. I rarely do that now because of work. Besides, older people, even if they’d like to delude themselves in thinking otherwise, don’t have the same stamina.