While talking a walk on the barangay road in Gimaloto, I saw this trycicle, full or sacks of rice, and reminded me of my old days. When I was a kid, I would join my grandmother to the rice mill when it’s time to pick up the milled rice. Though we took the pick-up of my aunt, I still remember the tricycles beside us, doing the same thing.
Tricycle transporting sacks of palays (or rice?).
Sorsogon City 