Thanks to my Lebanese driver, I learned the Lebanese word for cedar tree ("erz"? I think). I also found out that it IS possible to travel in time.
Pretty much I got to my destination before I even knew where I was going.
This is one of those times when you feel like this:
2 comments:
It's the Boston Cabbies that have all the knowledge in this city. Have you ever met a cabbie that WASN'T in grad school or had some serious connection with "the man upstairs?" Come on now. We don't have an ass chance of becoming a cab driver in beantown.
Speak for yourself my friend.
I am a friggin' GENIUS!
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