"Cub Driver" wrote

Since I couldn't speak either language to
her standard, she realized that I must be American, so she switched to
English: "WHY YOU GO SO SLOW IN TUNNEL?"

Evidently I had broken the formation.

Chuckle! Evidently!

In the same vein, answering another post in this thread, a cabby in
Amsterdam said (after my Dad commented on running a red light) said, "

Nah, not red, it was between yellow and red. Orange. I step on gas and
squash it. I make orange juice!"

This was after he shoved 4 adults and 2 kids into an old Impala, (at our
request) and had to tie down the trunk, for all of the luggage sticking out.
He drove on the trolley track (in the middle) and stayed there to pass a
car, until he was playing chicken with an oncoming trolley. Wow. Wow. I
was glad to get to the hotel.

As far as that goes, I was glad to leave Amsterdam, after 3 days of
watching people shoot up in the streets and parks, with call girls sitting
in windows wearing a towel in their lap, (only) and pick-pockets everywhere.
One got my sisters credit cards, passport and euro-rail pass. It took her
all day to get the new passport and other things replaced. This was in '89,
I think. She did have an unusual one, being issued in Amsterdam, though.
g
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Jim in NC