I waited in my building lobby for my airport ride to arrive. A few minutes late….the later, the better actually….I had my music, my cigarettes, and my thoughts to preoccupy me for as long as needed….I hate New York cabs, car services, and anything in between….I usually arrive to my destination feeling nauseated from either the smell of the vehicle’s leather-esque interior, the ear-piercing mobile phone conversations, or the abrupt ‘green light, red light, non-existent yellow light’ driving decisions (and more often than not, all three)…10 minutes after expected, the dreaded black sedan pulled up… To my very pleasant surprise, a lady came out of the driver’s seat… a petite lady no more than 100 pounds at 5’0… Her smile and gentle greeting uplifted my usual irrational anxiety… It felt refreshing… even safe (Dare I say)… She attempted to haul our luggage (literally over half her size) into the trunk but D, being the gentleman he is, refused to allow this poor woman to break her back over our material possessions… I get in the car, and just observe her; nothing else… Long brown, oh so straight, hair pulled back away from her face…faded black turtleneck under an even more faded down jacket…tight dark grey jeans with a rip in the left knee...but what I couldn’t help but stare at most were her small, delicate hands…. Her gentle long fingers lightly gripping this monstrosity of a steering wheel, determined to safely take us to our destination… I noticed a small sticker of the Ecuadorian flag on her dashboard, wondering what brought her here, and why… At least I knew two things about this lady… She drives a cab, and is from Ecuador… I wish I could have known more but being the introvert I am, did not have the energy to converse for the sake of indulging my curiosity… I couldn’t articulate in my mind why I was so tranquil by the situation though… I guess it’s those little pleasures of life I can call my own….
I closed my eyes, listening to nothing but the humming of the highway…The sunlight strobbing beneath my closed lids… I was warm and happy in my head, all because of my lady cab driver…
Cheers to you…
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