Valenzuela, Caloocan North, Quezon City

My 12 hours at SOGO ended at 6:30am and I took off from Monumento towards Valenzuela City. I had a hard time figuring Valenzuela out. It was hilly and the roads were difficult to navigate often winding into dead ends. Tricycles shuttle people around since pedicabs would be challenging with the ascents; they spew exhaust everywhere which fills the narrow streets. Today is the first time I used my face mask. It felt industrial and at least where I biked through, not very dense.

I stopped at the Museo de Valenzuela and had a nice chat with the government employees there who recommend my day's greatest adventure to Coloong, the city among fishing ponds. 

The roads weren't too crowded outside of a few congested areas where large trucks struggle to turn through tight bends.   

I went from a fishing village to a major highway to industrial back roads to more bridges and onto another major roadway and over a pedestrian bridge until I biked into Quezon Circle.

Biking from the edge of Valenzuela through Caloocan North and into Quezon City it's hard to tell when I left one area and entered another. I didn't stop to take photos once I entered Caloocan, mainly because I think I was tired. The sun is hot, I climbed hills and had to walk a few times because it was hard to breath with my mask which I needed being behind the trucks. Also there wasn't as much street life as the denser areas I traveled through on Day 1.   I didn't know where I was half the time; I felt on the edge of a city rather than in it.    

 

Fish ponds in Coloong, Valenzuela 

Fish ponds in Coloong, Valenzuela 

Crossing NLEX 

Crossing NLEX 

Somewhere in the back roads of Valenzuela City crossing into North Caloocan 

Somewhere in the back roads of Valenzuela City crossing into North Caloocan 

After some hilly climbs and face fulls of truck exhaust I feel blessed when I find Francis, a buko vendor at the side of the road. For just $0.60 I get a coconut which provides 4 glasses of coconut water and two large servings of coconut  meat, which make for the perfect low-cost, healthy lunch. Of course then there's the problem of where to pee...

After some hilly climbs and face fulls of truck exhaust I feel blessed when I find Francis, a buko vendor at the side of the road. For just $0.60 I get a coconut which provides 4 glasses of coconut water and two large servings of coconut  meat, which make for the perfect low-cost, healthy lunch. Of course then there's the problem of where to pee...

Crossing C-5 into Quezon City. At the end of the day, tired, my patience running out, I felt angry having to carry my bike up a pedestrian overpass. The left turn was blocked off so that it's a faster lane for cars. Pedestrian overpasses are a hassle for bikers and pedestrians. Imagine having to climb stairs on a hot day as an elderly person or a mother with kids and groceries. Every time I climb an overpass I feel an outburst coming on. 

Crossing C-5 into Quezon City. At the end of the day, tired, my patience running out, I felt angry having to carry my bike up a pedestrian overpass. The left turn was blocked off so that it's a faster lane for cars. Pedestrian overpasses are a hassle for bikers and pedestrians. Imagine having to climb stairs on a hot day as an elderly person or a mother with kids and groceries. Every time I climb an overpass I feel an outburst coming on.