Around 10:30 p.m, I got in a taxi with 3 friends. Like most taxis in Alexandria, the handles to roll down the windows were missing, there was no meter, and three guys in the back seat meant we are basically sitting on each others' laps. But, every taxi is a little different; this one had a fur lining on the dashboard. Anyways, driving in Alexandria is absurd. There are no formal rules of the road. Cars straddle the lanes, drive the opposite direction on one way streets, and everyone is constantly laying on the horn and even yelling at other cars (they all have turn signals, but they never use them).
Most of the drivers are aggressive, but that's common for any city taxi. This guy was simply mad. In the first five minutes, we nearly get in a couple accidents and then ten minutes into the ride, the driver slams on the brakes so hard that Adrian (the guy in the front seat) slams his head into the windshield (not hard, but it still hits). At the end of the twenty five minute taxi ride, we got out of the taxi (you always get out before paying), and offered him 7 pounds (10 would've been fair if he hadn't almost killed us). He started yelling at us and said we owed more, but we told him he almost got us in an accident and just walked away. He stayed parked in his car for 15 seconds and then just drove off. So, we saved 40 cents.*
*If you don't like that ending, here's a typically acceptable ending: And, then we found $20 dollars.
