Just a years ago we moved to a new house and it was fine, but day by day I felt that we should never have gone to buy that house. I guess Dad really did make a mistake. I Lived in R. Papa Caloocan city. We have a Van an old Van but still in top condition. Our house was just in front of the road, as you can see common courtesy is overlooked. Tricycles, motorcycles has no shame parking in front of the house we always have a hard time parking, and getting inside the house, would we always wait for them to make them move their vehicles? It was tiring the people who park there has no shred of respect and a sense of discipline. We did all sort of things to sort out that problem, we talk about the problem with the baranggay. But when you just close your eyes, wow magical! they're here again! I persist Mom that we should just sell the house and moved to a desirable community but we can't afford it, since I'm still studying and I curse myself I can't do anything. We can't do anything about the situation we have to endure everyday about it. At night I could feel the wall getting a bumped sound by those tricycles, they just bump and bump without a care. It was hell living in that place.

Now the Van was sold already we made a tarpaulin with a sign "No Parking, Both Sides" but still sigh* I don't know if they are illiterate, or just sigh*

Can I get some advice? Do you know any Towing service? that in case we ran out of patience we deal it with careful honest judgment?