Jeepney

 Since you can only drive on a foreign license for 90 days, we are now no longer able to drive. It means we got to take a Jeepney for the first time. We had been dropped off at the hospital in downtown Tacloban with missionaries who needed something removed from the eye. Since we didn't know how long it would take and there is no parking downtown, the office elders just dropped us off and said they would come back for us later. We waited over an hour to see the doctor but it was a quick and easy proceedure. These missionaries had a ward member in a hospital near there so went to visit them, and give a blessing. They ended up seeing other members of their ward there and gave lots of blessings. It was good for them.

Anyway, before they left us, they helped us flag down a jeepney to take us back to the mission office. Jack got to sit up front next to the driver and I crawled into the back. There was a seat right behind the driver. The jeepney was full of women and children. I had started talking with the lady next to me who had her grandson with her. Suddenly, he started throwing up. Grandma grabbed a clean shirt from her bag and started to wipe him off when he threw up again all over the clean shirt. Luckily it caught most of it. She then grabbed a small bag with clothes in it and pulled out the clean clothes to put the now dirty clothes in it. The little boy leaned over and threw up twice in the plastic bag. Good job on him. What I loved about this whole situation was how helpful all the women were. The lady across from us grabbed out some toilet paper to help wipe him up. A lady a few seats down handed over some babywipes. I had nothing in my purse to help. Once the boy was done throwing up, I helped him get the dirty shirt and pants off. We were just putting the new clothes on him and his shoes back on when the jeepney arrived at the mission office. The driver had gone a block out of his way to drop us off at the entry to the mission office. 

I walked away so impressed with the community and comradarie within the Philippino people. They really are very kind-hearted and giving.

While this is not the jeepney we rode in (we didn't think to get a picture quick enough), it is very similar to the one we rode in. Jack did get a picture of me with the little boy before he started upchcuking.