
© Dwayne Brown
You can't go to New York and not enjoy the rich and adventurous experience of a
high spirited taxi cab ride.
Saturday night my 10 yr old son Alex and I had just such a ride.
Our driver didn't have to drive us far, just from Greenwich Village to Little Italy. But apparently Saturday nights cause a bit more traffic than other nights, causing our driver to get a wee bit impatient with the other drivers in front of him, causing him to do a little.....okay a lot of honking while stopped at an intersection. This didn't sit well with a pedestrian standing on the curb beside us. The pedestrian shouted at our driver to stop, causing our driver to
share some fairly colorful language (of which I'm sure my son has already heard in the school yard). And.....this caused the pedestrian to hit the side of the taxi with his fist, making the driver even madder. He figured the best thing to do was to jump out and prepare to fight. Good thing the pedestrian was a fast runner!
Faster than a taxi though?
I guess that's what the taxi driver wanted to prove to the fist heavy pedestrian, when he started chasing him across the intersection with his car while almost running over a woman on a bicycle.
Yikes! Good thing I guess, that the driver just wanted to scare the man and not really run him over.
Yikes again!
After more expletives (some in a language I didn't recognize) and more furious fist shaking, he drove us to Little Italy and overcharged us. All part of the
'Saturday night New York taxi' experience, I told Alex. Alex wasn't totally convinced. He just said the driver was crazy. The wise words of a 10 yr old. :)