Encore
Thanks for all the e-mails, comments and metro suggestions on my “Bitchy Cow and Blue Dream” post. For those wondering where it went, I removed it. I decided that it was so perfectly marvelous that I should work on expanding, spicing it up and eventually, republish it as a work of fiction. Poor parents, NonnaBlog is killing their hopes of a law degree and a PhD with every post. Anyways, for all the bitchy cows and assholes of the world who think that ex-Soviet Jews are all prostitutes, drunks, not really Jews, “WHATEVER” and so on, I reproduce the “I Have a Dream” part of the post:
My “blue dream” is to organize a massive field trip sponsored by the Israeli government and private donations (I think this is the ONE thing that we can get the ex-Soviet Jewish community to contribute to big time) to send the bitchy cows and assholes in Israel and the Jewish Diaspora on a good old field trip to ride the Moscow metro. Boy oh boy, it will be fun!!!!!!!!!!!!! Everybody should come!!!!!!!! Yalla! The ultra-Orthodox, the modern Orthodox, the seculars -- everyone is absolutely welcome. Come as you are with your hats, kippas, Stars of David, but most importantly, just come! YOUR FACE SHOULD BE ENOUGH!!!!!! It will be a real “Russian” experience. After we enrich our Russian vocabulary with words like “urodlivaya zhidovskaya morda” (ugly kiky face) and a couple of you get your ignorant brains get splashed against the nearest window, we will all hop on an El Al flight back to Eretz Israel. Then you fuckers will tell my community what’s what.
PS: BTW, Marianne, what happenend on the Budapest taxi? I might be riding one in the future not too distant along with Anna and Anouk.


6 Comments:
It was a BUCHAREST taxi. I can't speak for Hungarian taxis, but if ever taking a taxi in Romania, I recommend you observe the following:
1) try to ascertain from the driver, before you get in, how much the journey will cost
2) try to ascertain whether he will suddenly spring additional charges on you at the end of the ride for your bag in the boot, his return journey, or most famously, and I kid you not, the fact that your travelling companion is over 1.80 meters (or 6 foot) tall and has therefore increased the wear and tear on his vehicle more than the average passenger.
3) Do not assume that any assurance obtained as a result of the first two conversations will hold true at the end of the ride; however if you can get out of the car before he locks the doors on you, refuse point blank to pay any more than the previously agreed price
AND LASTLY
If in Bucharest itself, never ever get into a taxi other than the very rare official yellow ones (ask a local). The others charge up to 300%, yes you read right, 300% the rate the yellow ones charge. And there is nothing you can do about it.
you wud stand a whjole lot taller if you got rid of that chip on your shoulder
Anonymous, we all have chips on our shoulders about something. It's called being from somewhere.
Of course, anonymice are from nowhere and have no imperfections or differences. Which is why they are nobodies.
Oh, and learn to spell.
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Just came back from Barcelona (where I attended a wedding) and when we went to the airport by taxi today , we were subjected to no 2 on Marianne's list, i.e. sudden additional charges. The meter was on 22,75 euro at the end of the ride but then he points (he didn't speak any English at all) to a note on one of the backseat doors that specifies charges for various zones, etc. Couldn't it be already on the meter from the beginning, or is that too much to ask for? We had to scrape our pockets for our last euro cents because of course he didn't take credit cards. Let me point out that it was an official taxi, but I guess the modern age hasn't reached Spanish taxis yet..
OK, taxi tips written down. A friend of a friend in Armenia had the following method: he would take however much money he was willing to pay to get to the destination and come up to the driver. He would say that this was all the money he had, could he take him to point A? And after a bit of moaning and groaning, the cab driver would relent...
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