Monday, June 24, 2013

TAXI DRIVERS. SCARED.

Let me talk about taxi drivers for just a moment....

In Ireland — THEY ARE ANIMALS!

They drive around like it's a maze and they need to win and it's a lot of stop - go - stop - go - stop - go. But my first driver was a woman. Which is rare in the US! She was blonde had a pretty thick accent but was super nice and pointed out a couple cool things on our way.

What really cracked me up is Justin Timberlake's "Mirrors" came on the radio and she turned it and started singing along! Apparently JT is coming to Dublin while I'm in the country! #possibilities

Next driver. Eek.

We climb in. The boys fill up the back. Couple girls in the middle. Two in the front with the driver.
(They are set up a little different.)

All of the sudden it's like Irish Cash Cab! There is "Sexy and I Know It" blaring, he rolls down the windows, and karaoke screens appear on the backs of the seat heads! We are stunned but then soon enough join in with him. 

After several classics and a little Titanium STROBE XMAS LIGHTS. They lined the ceiling and floor of the cab. We were already getting looks for being American, but now it was becoming uncomfortable.

Overall, the cab rides were fabulous and they were all true sweethearts! 

FUN FACT: You do NOT tip in Ireland. On food, drinks, taxis. Nothing. It's their job and they like doing it, no need to pay extra. 

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