I went to the Camputhaw precinct today and yep it was a total mess - as expected. Proctors themselves were complaining because it was hot and disorganized. All the voters just wanted to know where they should go and what they should do.
Around the precinct are more people distributing sample ballots and leaflets, everyone from children to tattooed young men (who are scary by the way) telling you to vote Villar or Gibo or Noynoy.
Cars are lined up blocks from the precinct, so be ready for a good long walk even if you brought your car along. Would probably be better if you left that at home, who know somebody might decide to steal it while you're lining up and trying to vote.
It's a lot slower this time around. The automated voting - in total fairness, wasn't built to make the actual voting process shorter but the tallying was the focus. I prayed for peaceful elections while this time my father went out to vote. Somebody has to watch the house. He said he's number 442 and it's still 180 in his precinct. Guess he'll have to go back after lunch
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