A bit of everything

Hello everyone!

I wanted to post a note to say "thanks" for the kind hospitality. I am only sorry that I wasn't able to enjoy it for more than a few hours! The drive back to the "No" wasn't as fast as I was hoping. I did learn that one can drive across the state of Utah in a little over five hours. (Torn canopy be damned.) The new cabs work great...so I was told. I haven't had a chance to ride them yet. My day will come...


Since this is a blog about pedicabbing, I thought that I'd share a recent event that I and a fellow senior rider participated in last Saturday. We were invited to work a wedding shower for the soon to be bride and groom in the swanky north side of town. The theme of the party was a three ring circus. Pedicabs, scuba divers in the indoor pool and a three piece band. According to the hostess we were the talk of the party.

Well, our role was to pick up the attendees and ride them to the front door of the house and then wait around till it was time for everyone to go home. On one occasion we were carrying two couples to the door and it turned into a race. And then I hear one of the lady passengers announce with utter glee in her voice, "I feel like I am in the movie Ben Hur!"

I know, she meant it as a compliment. (This is the second time I have been compared to a horse and I have mixed feelings on being compared to a four legged animal.) Well shortly after our Roman chariot race I shared with my fellow rider the gist a certain article in the New Yorker posted on this blog. In our best poor boy English accents we started thinking of ways to offer rides to the feudal lords and ladies. "Care for a ride guvnah?" We even concocted outfits fitting of our "roles."

The best fare of the evening was when I gave three older women, two who were very, very intoxicated, a ride to a house down the street. It seems that they wanted to leave and they could not find their husbands anywhere. (I figured that their husbands sneaked out of the party to watch the Mayweather/De La Hoya fight on pay-per-view.) So, with a little prodding from the hostess the ladies climbed into my cab and we were off. One woman was convinced that I was going the wrong way. A second was firing off directions and a third said I should look for a certain street (the name escapes me) at which time I was to turn right.

After 10 minutes or so we arrived at their destination. After the ladies exited my cab I received a generous tip, and then a generous hug, followed by another generous tip and three more generous hugs. Did I tell you that I love my job! The ladies thanked me for my services and I in turn thanked them for their generosity.


After Saturday it looks like there will be other events on the north side of town, parties, fund raisers and such. And to tell the truth, I am kind of excited by the prospects of giving the lords and ladies a ride.