Day 40

Today I met Michael, a cab driver.  Can't get any better than a Michael O'Brien.  He was an older man who I practically had to track down forever to get a ride from.  He was jolly and talked to me on the way there.  I love cab drivers here.  You would think with the amount of cabs in the city (far more than there should be) that they would be pissy foreigners hurrying to get as many customers as they can, but in fact, they're great.  I haven't met a single one who doesn't great me with a smile and ask how I am.  Wish more things than a cab ride were like that.