My first impression of Cebu City when I first went there years ago was that life there was slow, me being so accustomed to the hustle and bustle of Manila, My Manila. Jeepney and cab drivers there were more disciplined, courteous and fair. Once, I signaled to alight in some unauthorized sidewalk near the hotel where I stayed and I was admonished by the jeepney driver — he dropped me off at the passenger-unloading-only stop. He probably understood I was visiting from Manila.

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