Thursday, April 4, 2013

Ruminations on Taxis and other New York experiences

We began the morning exploring our little corner of NY - wandering through the streets to find a coffee shop and observing the local flora and fauna, which included such things as drivers in long lines of traffic reading the morning paper, and, in our little coffee shop, an intriguing stairway that went -well, nowhere!







Then off to Central Park! The kids ran off steam in the "Ancient Playground" for awhile until time to meet my niece, Val, and we all headed over to the Met to view the Egypt exhibit. Jack and Alex each took a cell phone and photographed like mad - a great way to keep them engaged with what they were seeing!






Charles used the opportunity for a snooze!



But mostly, today, I want to talk about taxis!
First: What is it about riding in taxis that seems to bring out the "bathroom talk" (and accompanying giggles!) from a four-year-old and a six-year-old?!
Second: What happened to honesty?! On our ride to the Met the cab driver let me pay (from the front seat -cash) and Erin pay (credit, from the rear seat), thus collecting DOUBLE fare, of which he was well aware (as we were not) and never said a word!!!
And third (most harrowing of all!): On our return to the hotel, we had a driver who swore a blue streak the whole way (ending most accusations with the epithet, "That driver's gotta be from Jersey!") and drove like a maniac - I was amazed we arrived at our destination without having been in an accident (imagine being grateful that the only thing that happened to you was a case of whiplash!)!


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1 comment:

jovaliquilts said...

Looks like it's been a great vacation for everyone!