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                                                                              ►Conversation with a taxi driver  Romerican viva voce !

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When the taptap's movin', get a grip, stay seated & PRAY!

TAPTAP: very rough riding Haitian 'taxi', used to transport people & things from place to place
 

 

                                                                        Pauline  west africa wins always

Monday, July 21, 2008

Taxi driver wisdom: "Africans are mean. They'll be smiling and laughing with you but they set out to destroy you as soon as you turn your back. When you are successful, they will try to bring you down. They'll go to the feticheur. They'll put a spell on you by breaking an egg at a crossroad. African solidarity -- tssch! Such a thing does not exist. Look at me. I've been driving this taxi for eight years and I don't have any job security. My boss refuses to register me as his employee. Everything can be finished for me tomorrow. No, Africa is a bad place. No wonder everyone's trying to leave."
After a six-day transport strike that paralysed Abidjan, the diesel price went down 100 CFA-Francs, the ministers' salaries were cut by half, and the ubiquitous red metered taxis are back on the road.  Pauline

 

 Timothy Post           2007                                      Maria Rafaela taxis

 

Travel on the streets of Krasnodar just got a whole lot easier. All of Krasnodar is talking about a “crazy” new taxi service called Maria Rafaela Taxi, which is, gasp, using Mercedes B Class 170 white minivans.
The owner, V.B. Mayerov, is best known as the local entrepreneur who built a chain of very popular clothing shops also called Maria Rafaela. In May 2007, Mr. Mayerov soft-launched his new taxi service. At first, folks were both surprised and confused. Surprised that anyone would choose Mercedes as the vehicle for a local taxi service. Confused because the taxis didn’t have telephone numbers on them (they do now) and the brand Maria Rafaela has, until now, been known for the clothing chain.
After taking Maria Rafaela taxis the past two days, I think residents’ surprise and confusion will quickly turn into delight and demand. The rates charged by Maria Rafaela may been slightly higher than other taxis but they are also standardized. The rate is 20 Rubles for each kilometer. I live 8 kilometers from my office so the ride costs 160 Rubles or $6.40. Not cheap but not expensive either.My wife, daughter, and I were very satisfied with our first ride in a Maria Rafaela taxi. We called the main number +7-861-299-0000 and were greeted with a pleasant and competent dispatcher who asked where we were and where we wanted to go. The dispatcher then told us to hold on while she determined the nearest cab. The company currently has 120 taxis and expects to have over 200 by year end (I believe the vehicles are leased). So the wait is never more than 15 minutes max. Our wait was 7 minutes. When the taxi got to our apartment the dispatcher called us back to let us know.

The driver got out of the car and opened our doors. He was clean shaven (a rule) and even smiled when he greeted us (unusual). The taxi itself is clean and air conditioned (a necessity when the temperature reaches 98 degrees like it did all last week). We chatted with the driver and he told us that the owner, Mr. Mayerov, has emphasized that the drivers themselves should be on par with the Mercedes automobiles. Both drivers I have met have been impressive.

 

 


  Cuba


Velo Taxis

Velo TaxiThese rickshaw-style vehicles offer free transport around Cardiff city centre

The Velo city cruisers are the latest attempt to help beat congestion in Cardiff and make the city more attractive to tourists. You may have seen them in cities such as Berlin, Tokyo, Lisbon and Athens

The rigid plastic bikes with steel chassis appeared on the city's streets in early August 2004 - you can get on board at permanent stops by Cardiff Central and Queen Street stations, and the Old Library visitor's centre by the Hayes. The service is currently free to use, being financed by advertising. It's not hard to see the promotional value for the companies concerned given the number of people who stop and stare as the Velo taxis go by.
The vehicles operate under pedal power with electrical assistance if needed, and will currently take you anywhere within the city centre. They can beat the jams by using bus lanes and certain pedestrianised areas.

Velo taxi driverIf it's a quiet day, the driver may be willing to take you as far as Cardiff Bay. A regular service to the waterfront could be in place by summer 2005 when the service could expand from its initial four to as many as 20 vehicles.
The Velo taxis can take two adults and a child plus a small amount of baggage, and there are covers for use in the rain. It's a friendly efficient service, excellent if you want to save your weary legs. The operators say less able bodied and blind people have found the service particularly useful.

But be warned - you will find an uncontrollable urge to wave royally at the watching pedestrians as you pass them by in your 21st century sedan chair


           I have a lot of people comment on the niceness of my arse (Mary Ann, pedal cab driver in London)

  •  No hooking Romanian Survival Book
  •  big brother in Kenya Ruud Elmendorp   
  •  Taxi in saudi arabia
  •  extra fares  Dinc Arslan
  •   Do Bangkok Taxi Drivers Drive You Crazy?   Chris
  •  An A-Z of Taxi Drivers Ali
  •  Pedal cab
  • The Tehran Taxi Pool  Iranvisitor tadatanome

 

 

 

 


Romanian Survival Book
April 23, 2007
On being Romanian

       
            

                      NO HOOKING
Well…a while ago I was waiting a cab at the Universitate. Many Bukresh people know that at Universitate sit many shark cabs, naming the Independent Taxi Driver (IDT). As I was waiting for a regular, company cab, a Cobalcescu or Confort or Cristaxi or any other reliable company, I’ve noticed a few foreigners, all men, probably 5 people, three middle aged and a couple of them younger. They were obviously very cautious in picking up a cab, looking around carefully; it was evident that someone told them in advance about the possibilities of being ripped off in Romania.

We all waited for about 1o minutes, then the guys above lost their patience and decided for a taxi driver that appeared more reliable to them -I don’t really know their criteria. It was the most expensive one in the whole parking lot. I have decided on the spot to help them, but doing good deeds to strangers is always unexpected. It was a sunny day; I was in a good mood, relaxed. So I approached them and said, in a kind of a British manner: ‘Excuse me, sir, I am a local and I would like to offer you a free advice’. Suddenly the younger guy turned to the others, rushed them in the cab and turned to me bluntly: ‘No, no, thank you’.

Well…I am sure many foreigners have heard lots of horror stories about my beautiful country, including the fact that young, cheap hookers fall off the trees and approach rich old guys in broad light of the day to offer them on the spot, right there a blow…up for only 1 penny. I do understand that, but it is so clear that stereotypes work both ways and are totally un-healthy…I would rather stop asking anyone how is there and there and figure it out myself, unless I miss some good stuff. Like paying lots of money for a short drive around, a good opportunity for the ITD to take you from Universitate to Romana making a round to Rahova and Colentina….but, hey, some people really deserve their lessons!

I almost felt sorry that I didn’t go to the ITD to ask him to rip them off on my account too…only to keep the reputation, so they will have something to tell about when they go back to their own countries


 March 18, 2007 Ruud Elmendorp                                                big brother in Kenya

 

        Taxi drivers in Nairobi have mixed feelings about a new system that tracks all their movements. Gone are the days of taking extra customers without the boss knowing it.

 

 

 

      

 


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      Sunday, December 11, 2005    

                                                          Taxi

I hate cab drivers in Riyadh because a) they will never miss a chance to rip you off, b) they have no idea about the directions, and c) they are rude. I don't know about you guys, but my experience with cab drivers in Riyadh for the past three-and-a-half years has was really awful.

Most of the time, this is how it goes: I ask the driver to take me somewhere. "Do you know where exactly it is?" I ask to make sure. He will look to the car roof, as if he was trying to remember the place, and then, excitedly says, "Yes." After about 20 minutes, I find the driver has taken me to a wrong destination. "This is not the right place," I tell him. Now, try to imagine this: Instead of apologizing, he starts yelling at me, "La inta ma fi kalam kitha! Inta yenzel hina aw floos zeyada!" (Translation: "No! You didn't say that. You either get off here, or I will take extra money from you!")

These idiotic drivers are very lucky I'm not that kind of person who would react to such behavior with a fist in the face. I usually reply calmly with something like this: "That's OK. Don't lose your temper over shit. I will stop here." I prefer to pay the extra money to for another idiot.

I think the reason of this problem is related to the fact that most of the cab drivers in Riyadh are foreigners. Our streets are flooded with a large number of these drivers, who don't have any kind of training. They are simply given cars on the day they arrive here, and start causing troubles and pollution. They are not just causing problems with their customers, but they also put other drivers and pedestrians in danger with their reckless driving style.

A few years ago, the minister of labor said the taxi business should be limited to Saudis, and he was attacked harshly and unfairly by those who benefit from the current situation. However, according to a recent study, the number of taxis in Riyadh is about double the actual demand of the city, and I think that eliminating the foreign drivers could be a good solution to solve this problem, even if it was a partial solution and not a final one.

Thank god that I finally managed to bring my car to Riyadh, so I can get rid of all this crap. Plus, I can finally hang out at Al-Tahlia Street on weekends like the Riyadh cool boys. (Well, I don't think they are cool because they do that, but if that's what it takes to be considered cool in this city, then, hell yeah I'm gonna do it!)


                                                                      extra fares               Dinc Arslan                                                                                   

Here is an improvement in Russian transportation services: The drivers have started embossing the extra fares on the plate.



-"Step on the gas, Chief" 250R (~9$)
-"OK, Just ignore the red light" 500R (~18$)
-"Take me to the airport in 15 minutes" 1500R (~56$)
-"Let's take a ride around Moscow" 5000R (~188$)

Photo: Turkrus.com
 



Do Bangkok Taxi Drivers Drive You Crazy?    Chris on May 3rd, 2007

Driving with a Taxi is still a very affordable version of transportation in most parts of Asia, even in Singapore or Hong Kong.
If you’ve ever been using a Taxi in Bangkok (which Asia Traveler hasn’t?) you probably can relate to Ali’s observations of the various types of Taxi Drivers. Ali over from Thai Tales is a happy Londoner Gal, living it up and teaching in Thailand’s capitol.
Much of the characters she met there might even be similar to Taxi Drivers in most of today’s Metropolis Cities on our planet; but Bangkok is truly a special kind. Besides flanking down a limousine, you can still have here the original Tuk-Tuk Taxis, even though those vehicles are slowly but steadily getting close to extinction.
Ali sorts her Taxi Drivers into
· Talkers (both Thai and English!)
· The Silent Types
· Spitters
· Speed Freaks
· Slow Pokes
· Flirts
· Worshippers
I remember having the pleasure to meet one of those Worshipper Types in Singapore a few years back. He was Pakistani, but a surprisingly strong Catholic! The whole drive from Woodlands to the CBD area he tried to convince and convert me to Christianity, even though I didn’t ask for it and surely didn’t show any interest at all for quite a while. After 30 minutes of listening to his motor-mouth babblings, he got me started as well and we were arguing and struggling the next 10 minutes about religious questions, the Virgin Mary, the meaning of the Crucifix, cannibalism and the eating of bread and wine and suffering for whole mankind and those kinds of controverse things.
The end of the song was: he missed the 3 or so exits to Chinatown and we were doing the bigger round via Suntec. It doesn’t pay to argue with Worshipper Taxi Drivers, I can tell you!
Here is the full version of Ali’s story, go check it out, it’s a great read!

 

       A LONDONER IN BANGKOK

  An A-Z of Taxi Drivers Ali

30 April 2007


Unlike in the UK taxis are a part of my every day life here. They ferry me to and from work, home from the pub, they are a shelter from both the heat and the rain and are the occasional place to nap in at times of extreme traffic. In this time I have been able to observe the phenomenon that is the Thai Taxi Driver.

1. Talkers

I am not a morning person and at 6:45 am I really do not want to engage in conversation on the way to work. However, my grunts do little to halt the barrage of questions I invariably get with this group. But we can further break it down into 2 groups:

a) English talkers: With varying levels of English this taxi driver will instigate a conversation about football, the weather and the state of the traffic. While they will struggle through each English sentence you on the other hand will be required to answer in thai. Yes I have had lessons but on the way to school thai is beyond me - I have yet to have caffeine and I am so space cadet it is very likely my underwear is on inside out.

b) Thai talkers: Encouraged by my basic thai of: I’ve lived here 18 months, I’m a teacher, I come from England - this driver will then to continue to talk at top speed about whatever comes into his head. I’ve found the best option is just to smile and nod but I’ve yet to have such an entertaining conversation as I did on Friday on my way home. I had gathered that he was telling me about his day – several key words were popping up about places and traffic and people, but although I did get the gist I had no idea about the specifics about what had happened. But it must have been a very amusing story because he could barely get it out he was laughing so much. His high pitched giggle was accompanied by tears which streamed down his face (yes I was concerned whether he could see or not) and a shaking body. I soon joined him and laughed all the way home. At the end of the journey he shook my and said “you have very good thai”. I couldn’t break it to him that I had no idea what he was going on about.

2. The Silent Type

In contrast the silent type will not speak to you at all. You state your destination and off they drive with no acknowledgement that they even know where are you are going. When the destination is repeated several times to ensure that this is where you will actually end up you may or may not be greeted with a grunt. At the extreme end the silent type will both ignore you AND refuse to drive anywhere. The first time this happens you may think that they are just waiting for a break in the traffic in order to pull out. You repeat where you are going and still they sit there. You try again. No response. Eventually you sheepishly get out of the cab and try again.

3. Spitters

Yes my least favourite variety of driver. Throughout the journey they snort, cough and wheeze until they manage to hawk up a big greenie. The door is then opened (yes even when careering down a 6-lane road) and the offending slime is expelled. A proficient spitter can repeat this every 3 minutes or so and is a huge contributing factor to why I wait to get to work before eating breakfast.

4. Speed Freaks

I’m sure Bangkok is unique in the randomness of its flow of traffic. There is no ‘rush hour’ as such, but you can be caught for hours at any time of day. You can be stationary for a good half hour and then just as suddenly as you stopped you start again and this is when the speed freak gets into action. He MUST get past as many traffic lights as he can before we once again snarled up in the traffic. He weaves from lane to lane while you slide from side to side on the plastic seats in the back. His foot swaps from accelerator to break with the speed of a rock drummer causing your stomach to dance to its beat. Even the doubting Thomas’s find themselves sending up a little prayer and kissing the ground when they finally arrive in one piece.

5. Slow Pokes

The yin to the speed freaks yang this driver is overtaken on all sides by horn honking vehicles. Often lacking concentration he may try to eat, engage you in conversation and play with the radio station while crawling along. Get out and go on the skytrain!

6. Flirts

While Bangkok has been a dating desert for me I seem to attract taxi drivers. I’m greeted with cries of ‘suay suay’ (beautiful, beautiful) and I have to try not to notice the winks in the review mirror. Admittedly, they might just want a good tip but sadly this actually perks my day up!

7. Worshippers

Unlike England teachers are actually respected here and once the taxi driver has worked out what you do for a living you will be met with appreciative oohs and aahs while you are questioned about the exact nature of your profession. My driver yesterday puffed up with pride that he was ferrying a slightly damp and disheveled teacher around (yes it was raining again) and insisted on calling my Khun Kru Alex at every opportunity. For a moment I actually thought he was going to get out and lay his coat over a puddle for me, but I guess that really is reserved for royalty.

While you may be able to choose from an assortment of colours a Bangkok taxi is like a box of chocolates – you never know what you are going to get on the inside. Enjoy the adventure!
 Ali
 


                                               PEDAL CAB 2006

During a business trip to San Diego, Jennelle Moore went for a short pedal cab ride from the waterfront to the Gas Lamp District. A first-timer in a pedal cab—otherwise known as a pedicab or rickshaw— Moore was eager to introduce Bostonians to a new means of transportation.
After a few weeks of researching the possibility of starting a pedal cab company in Boston, Moore began to write a business plan that would launch her entrepreneurial endeavor
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   Moore says that pedal cabs can operate in the winter and actually do quite well in cities such as New York City and Denver. The pedal cabs have canopies that partially enclose the passengers. By attaching additional material to the front of the cabs, the passenger will be completely blocked from the wind. Heated blankets will be placed in the cabs for passengers, too.
And with football season underway, Beanie Cabs is making its way to Gillette Stadium to chauffer cold Pats fans to and from the stadium and the parking lot.
Moore owns two pedal cabs, which operate seven days a week, but plans to purchase two more pedal cabs in the near future.
With the DNC over and residents and tourists back in Boston, Moore says the main source of tips for drivers has been primarily the tourists. On average, drivers make $140 per five-hour shift.
Moore says that advertising comprises approximately 70 percent of the current gross revenue.

To date, the following companies advertise on Beanie Cabs:
Nine Zero Hotel/Spire Restaurant
Red Bull
Nantucket Nectars
Beantown Pub/Sam Adams Light


Look out for Bugbugs in London's west end every night
We have a fleet of over 60 three-wheeled pedicabs which are designed to carry up to three passengers on fun, safe and clean journeys.
All our pedicabs are built to the highest specification and are subject to stringent regular maintenance checks.
As well as providing a great way to get around, they are also ideal for high impact advertising - everyone looks at a pedicab.


Cuba


Saturday, October 01, 2005
                                            The Tehran Taxi Pool
 Iranvisitor  tadatanome



With car pools now being hailed as the answer to urban traffic problems the world over some credit must be given to Iran’s already long-established system of taxi-sharing.

The key difference between a private cab and a shared taxi is that complete strangers who happen to be going the same way will jump in with you. Drivers position themselves at bus stops and other major junctions and either call out a destination of their own choosing or be open to suggestions from a largely fixed set of popular nearby locations. Some travellers simply choose a strategic point on a main road and call out to passing cars – chances are one or more of them will be a shared cab.

It might be that you have to take more than one shared cab and walk a little to reach your destination but, at a fraction of the cost of a private cab, the shared taxi is a cost effective and efficient mode of transport between Tehran’s major centres and a lesson waiting to be learned by the West. Iranvisitor  tadatanome

 

 


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