Taxis from hell

After Lisanne got in, the rest started to arrive without too many problems. A few glitches here and there, but nothing disastrous. After Farhan arrived, we went to the Festival de Zapote which is a big party in Zapote that pretty all of San Jose goes to around Christmas time. It´s like a state fair or carnival in the states but packed with people. You could barely walk. We arranged to take a taxi and like many dishonest taxi drivers they took us the absolute longest way possible to get there. We finally made it and wandered around for a bit checking things out, listening to blaring music, and having a couple of beers. It wasn´t really my thing, but you gotta check stuff out at least once. After that we made the mistake of trying to get a cab. Unfortunately the cabs will only take 4 people, and there were six of us. Lovely. Not only that, but EVERYBODY and their mom needed a cab! Also, there were a lot of pirate taxis driving around and charging outrageous prices-especially if you´re a foreigner. Farhan and I had a nasty incident with one guy who agreed to one price, and then decided to change his mind once he heard Farhan speaking English. I told him to stop the car and we promptly got out. It´s really the principle of the thing...Like I said I can´t stand taxi drivers.