I think it was day 3.
I left the family yaad.
Headed to the short-cut through the football field (soccer)
and came into the back of the taxi park.
GRANGE HILL, BEACH, SAV, LUCEA, ORANGE HILL, SHEFFIELD!!
The taxi guys were shouting out their routes.
I saw a taxi with the front seat un-occupied and I headed for it.
I hopped in a soon the car started to fill up.
We made it out of the park, through the round-a-bout and headed down the beach road towards Orange Bay.
Folks were getting out along the way and soon we were at the all-Inclusive Hotels.
The driver said "where you going?"
I replied "Orange Bay"
His head almost exploded.
ORANGE BAY! ORANGE BAY!?????? MI SAID BEACH! BEACH!!
Man, I thought this was a Lucea taxi.
Hey can you let me off where I can pick up a taxi to Orange Bay?
Sure man, but how much will you pay me to keep going.
Now, if he is a beach route guy, he should not deviate off of his route,
but I guess if I was willing to fork over "extra" money he would take me.
I was only willing to give him double the fare.
No mon, you can get out here.
So I got out.
Soon a taxi, the right one, came by and I hopped in.
Gotta make sure to read the side of the car in the future.