never in my life have i had to hail a cab. where i live, cabs don’t line the streets, as i see on television, nor are they spotted every day— or any day for that matter. the closest thing we have to a taxi is a river taxi.
a few years ago, i began to question the existence of cabs. taxi until i saw one, crusing down a major city boulevard. i then saw another several days later. i began seeing them off and on, maybe once a week or so. they aren’t yellow, at least not here. some are brown. others are orange. one company even have pink and white taxis, which remind me of pepto bismol. and in order to reserve a spot in one, you have to call. and in order to call, you have to do all kinds of searching.
i definitely am never taking a cab. at least not in this city. i’ll stick to more public transit, thank you.