A taxi ride to remember

Because of the aforementioned snow, Marc and I finally decided that we need a car. We went to pick it up monday morning and because the buses weren't running (à cause de la neige) we decided to take a cab. Or more accurately we hitched a ride in a cab with a new friend we'd met the day before. This whole process was crazy. It was bumper to bumper traffic since no one knows how to drive in the snow in Avignon, the buses weren't running and the sidewalks had not been cleared of snow so the majority of people were walking in the middle of the street causing traffic to slow even further. At one point the driver sees a woman he knows walking in the street and stops to say hi. The next thing we know, the aforementioned woman has hopped into the passenger seat and is shooting the shit with our driver. The driver proceeds to flirt shamelessly and persistently with the woman for the next half hour without a thought for his customers - the french business model at work! An hour or so after our departure we finally end up at the car dealership and our very own transportation device.