You mean SEVEN of us are going to Essaouira in this piece of shit taxi and it takes two hours? And there are no seat belts? You mean one of us will have to sit in the opening between the two seats in the front where it just so happens to be the location of the stick shift? And it will take two hours?
OK. I’ll sit there.
OMG! He’s going to hit the car in front of us! Isn’t the left lane for oncoming traffic? Half of my ass is numb.
An adventure I wouldn’t trade for the world! Thanks to my travel buddy, Suzan! I know we made the driver’s day and the four guys in the back just had to love all the English chatter! As much as I enjoyed the calm of the nice bus trip back to Marrakech, it wasn’t near as much of an adventure as this taxi ride!
Looks like you were living high on that taxi ride girlfriend!
I’ll bet it did’nt ride like a Lexus, thanks for giving me a laugh after I got back from work.