As we were collecting up our baggage an eager young lad started loading them onto a push cart. Relieved, I tried to ask him to walk us, and our luggage, to the hotel across the road. I paid him $10 with the intent that this would help. He promptly deposited me and our luggage as soon as we exited the Aeroporto. Another fellow came up offering help and I thought I understood that he was a cab driver and would drive us to our hotel (across the road) as the thought of dragging our luggage across a busy thoroughfare was no longer appealing to my sense of safety and well being. He hailed us a cab, told me his job was finished, and then asked for a tip. I gave him $5. The cab driver then loaded our luggage into his cab and we all climbed in. I giggled the full minute that it took us to pull out of the terminal, onto the main road, and into the Best Western hotel. I also had to tip him $5.
Wow! But we made it and the girls went swimming while we waited for JD to arrive.
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uh huh! sounds like the kind of poverty that requires quick action and "division of labor"!!
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