Lester's Travels


I’ve just got back home from a week long conference in Barcelona. I was lucky if I managed to get to bed before 3am each night as there were a lot of parties to visit. The Spanish don’t mess around with the measures they put into rum and coke so you can imaging how I felt going to bed at 3 and getting up at 7 to go to work. I’m not sure if that counts as sleep or as a power nap.

You’ll be pleased to hear that I gave the Spanish taxi drivers plenty of grief. Why is that that after a night of drinking you need a kebab to end the night? We got a taxi at 3:30am on Tuesday and tried to get the driver to find us a kebab shop. As none of us speak any Spanish the best we could do was repeat senior kebabieo over and over. Not surprisingly we never had our kebab, I think the guy was just happy to get us to the hotel and out his taxi. I’m sure you pick up people like me all the time, Steve tells me all the time about the drunks he picks up. I’d be interested to hear how you deal with them.

I think the cabbies in Barcelona did a good trade this week, imaging Earls Court 8 times bigger. When the show closed the queues for taxis were huge. I couldn’t get a good shot but you’ll get the idea from the picture below.

Fortunately my hotel was only a 20 minute walk away so I didn’t have to wait around.

I know Steve is curious what taxis are like in other countries, so I’ll end on a gratuitous shot of a Barcelona taxi. You’ll notice that the cabs out in Barcelona are black and yellow so nice and easy to spot so there you go.


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