18 Oct 07

13 Oct

Caught - finally, and not until Anna spotted me while on her run - a cab to 125th Street, and called Kevin to let him know which train I thought I'd be on, although I also mentioned that I really wasn't sure I'd make that one. I didn't say anything about it to the driver, but he very clearly made an effort to move quickly, so when we got up there, I thanked him for the quick ride (and tipped him extra). He laughed and informed me that he'd heard me talking, and he didn't want me to miss my train! Stick it in the file, under a special heading for People Non-New Yorkers REALLY Think Are Going to Be Rude - Cabbie Section....