Bloody driver

L and I took a taxi to a crocodile farm in Malaga. The first trip was 19Euros from our hotel to the park. The fare was based on a fare chart found in the taxi. When we finished, we got into another taxi without asking for the price first, assuming all drivers use the fare chart. We were wrong. This driver, he stopped to pick up his young daughter from her school while we were still in his taxi. And then he drove to his flat to drop his daughter. He was explaining to us that he tried to call his wife but nobody picked up the phone. He was speaking to us in Spanish but we agak-agak know what he tried to say. We were left alone in his taxi while he took his daughter back to the flat for more than 5 minutes, which gave me enough time to snap some photos.

L took this photo. I was in the taxi

No driver

Look, car key still there

Finally, when we reached our hotel, the driver said 25Euros. And we tried to explain in English that the fare should be only 19. But he speaks very limited English. So, we started to argue a bit in 2 different languages. Like chicken and duck talking. Finally he took the fare chart out and it was 20Euros. We paid. Cilaka punya driver !

Didn't wear safety-belt somemore