Four young men arrived at Terrylin, courtesy of an airport taxi, besides themselves with excitement.
All talking at once, each asking for the Wi-Fi code, they presented me with their bucket list.
Item No 5 - To visit Jo'Burg. Item No 30 - To Secure Gainful Employment.
To visit the 'Crime Capital of the World,' transport was now a hot topic.
"Is it true that Johannesburg has now been shortened to Jo'burg, as everything moves so quickly there?", asked Mike.
After much discussion, they decided against using the airport taxi again, as it was too expensive, but would take their mate's advice. He used a taxi from Kempton Park, and had the best time ever.
And, it only cost him R8 each way.
On their return, the bell, landline and my mobile rang simultaneously. "Please open up!" "Let, us in!" "Be Quick!"
Up for sports, I asked: "Who are you?"
They sprinted up the driveway, hollering: "Close the gate, Close the gate!", and flopped onto the couches.
As they were from Manchester, I had never seen anything so white. They could have auditioned for an OMO advertisement.
And, off they went...
"We have never heard people shout so much. We thought we were in America."
"The taxi had only a stump for the steering wheel."
"Actually, it was a 2 litre Coke bottle."
"I swear I saw beer bottles rolling around the driver's feet."
"The tyres were as bald as Pete's dad's head." Pete, nodded, numbly.
"The driver was a lunatic, swerving in and out of the lanes. We screamed 'flicker, flicker' but the other occupants rolled around, laughing."
"We could have died."
"The taxi was so full of people, we could hardly breathe. Isn't there a limit to the number they can take? No-one could answer this simple question."
"We wanted to report him, but the number plate on the back was different to the one on the front. We argued about that, walking around in circles. Anyway, there were no cops about."
"Ma'am, I was so nervous, I nearly threw up. And, Harold here, was so scared, he farted.
They decided to use a licenced taxi on their return, but were grumbling as this took a large chunk out of their holiday funds, and their parents would not be impressed.
After a cup of tea and a bun, they tripped over each other to the dorm, and pushed their backpacks against the locked door.
Moments later, with backpacks being dragged to and fro, Harold's head popped out: "Ma'am promise us we'll be safe here, won't you? We'll behave ourselves and none of us will fart or throw up in your establishment."
I overhead Pete on his mobile: "Dad, you won't believe what happened to us. And. we've only just got here."
This incident happened over 5 years ago. Hopefully, most of these taxis and their drivers are no longer on our roads.
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