The Wrath We Couldn’t Imagine
I’m not new to experiencing typhoons, but Haiyan was the most devastating, as if it’s already the end of the world. Wind was bashing our apartment just everywhere, the part which it easily ripped off was the roof.
Rain waters got inside the house, fortunately though, my wife, my mother-in-law, and my sister-in-law helped together so they could lessen and flush out waters in the CR. My father-in-law made sure the main door won’t be ripped off, while I took care of the other door in the kitchen area. The wind gust was really so fierce that we need to keep the doors and windows in place, at least on the first floor where we were all hiding. At some points, the wind shook the apartment and you could feel as if you’re in a pressurized cabin, with the wind trying to blow you away in any direction. It was so scary.
Almost everything was lost inside the apartment we stayed in.
The devastation was even worst outside the house.
Because we couldn’t stay in the apartment anymore, I need to find a shelter for my family. Around 3PM, I headed to downtown Tacloban and started searching for a hotel that can still accommodate us. Unfortunately, almost all were ruined as well if not all fully-booked. Flood waters were still high in some parts of Tacloban and only few were passable. I tried going to GoHotels just beside the Robinsons mall, around 3.5km from our apartment.
Heading toward the rotunda, in front of the Coca-Cola plant, I passed through this dead woman.
Approaching the rotunda were severe flood waters. I didn’t have a choice, but to cross it, heading towards Robinsons area.
Around 4:30PM, I arrived at the GoHotels and the Robinsons which was ruined, only to find out it’s already fully-booked as well! I had to go back to the apartment, walked another 3km, this time via the heavily-flooded Calanipawan road.
I arrived at the apartment around 5:30 PM and we had to spend in the van the first night after Haiyan’s chaos.
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