The taxi was an old Volkswagen Beetle.
We were just looking for a ride to the pier but the driver convinced us of taking a tour.
Not long after the beginning of the tour we had an accident.
Although our driver was a charming man with a charming car, he had engaged in reckless driving. And even after the accident he didn’t seem willing to change his habit.
He drove backwards on a highway to pick up his bumper.
And the end of the trip I left him a huge tip, because I felt sorry for him and his bumper. He handed me in return a handwritten business card.
His name was Sr. Carlos Lopez C.
I hope I'll meet Mr. Carlos Lopez again, although I decided not to hire him for my ride to the airport tonight.