068 Balangas Buzz Bombs

Trike Traffic

Getting out of town was tough. Thanks in no small part to the loud, fume spewing tricycle Taxis. Like the Motor Scooters of Taiwan there is some slight semblance of order but it’s among them and we don’t seem to fit in. Lots of close calls but we were never hit.

We stopped and Cat had to ford the constant stream of the buzz bombs to get money at an ATM. Even pedestrians know the code of conduct and show no fear when stepping right into the fray. 

Bikin’ With The Trikes

What a kick, eh?