Kenny and I left the hotel one morning to go into Old Town. When we were getting ready to leave, there were a few guys sitting outside their taxis on the curb. We went over to them and asked for a taxi. His response? "No. Too many cars." Granted it was a busy place, but, isn't that his job? My mistake.
And, just because, a few more pictures from our trip
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2 comments:
I can relate! It happens ALL THE TIME here, too! You'll hail a cab, he'll pull over, you'll tell him where you want to go, and he'll say no. Um, excuse me? Is it NOT your job to drive me where I want to go?!
Wow-I never knew cab driver could be so choosy on where they wanted to go! WTF!?!
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