It was 7 in the evening. I just got off the MRT at Ayala Avenue (which is, if you don�t know, the business district in Makati) and I then went on my way to find a bus bound for Bicutan (where I live). I noticed there were but a few people waiting for a ride, and even fewer buses which passed. So I walked on a little further, hoping that there would be a few more transport vehicles there. To my dismay (and shock), I saw dozens of people who were also waiting for a ride. They were a sea of faces littered on the streets, most of which occupy half the road, and still some of them standing on the �no loading zone�. As if my problems were not enough, I noticed out of 15 buses that passed, only one of them was on my way. Upon seeing the bus (with the thought that salvation has finally arrived), I was further surprised to see that there were 20 people along with me who also wanted to get on the bus, which by the way, only has 5 free seats left. You can just imagine how it was like, the crowd jostling and pushing one another in a bid to get on the bus while some passengers are fighting to get down. It can get a bit ugly� On this I learned a valuable lesson. And that is to stand in the middle, or as they say be in the thick of things. Never mind that every side of you body is squished, front back or sides, just remember that with all the pushing that happens, your body will be propelled towards the general area of the bus entrance, without a need for you to walk. Now that is one guaranteed ride! So there� after years and years of commuting, I finally learned the true meaning of rush hour