Taxi

Dana and I went to Jamaica for vacation this spring. While we were there, we decided to go for a walk in Montego Bay. We walked around the bay and watched jumbo jets fly into the nearby airport. We saw the tide come into the beach and seagulls flying around in search of their next meal of seafood. It was hot. The sun was shining and the locals were soaking up their relaxing holiday. It was Labor Day in Jamaica.

We stopped to get refreshing iced coffee from a street vendor who barely understood our English. As we walked away with our dripping drinks, a man approached us.

"Hello my friends! Would you like to smoke some Bob Marley with me?"
"No, thank you, we don't smoke."
"How about some brownies?"
"No."
"Blow?"
"No."
"How about a taxi?"
As we walked away, I thought, "Well that escalated quickly!"