Bu Hao ChuzhucheSiji!

Christy, Jane, and I had yet another adventure involving a taxi driver... We finally found a taxi at Jusco (the scene of the not enough money grocery trip) and were having a nice conversation with our driver... At the beginning of our ride he seemed to think americans were very good (he may have changed his mind since then...) we learned he had a wife and a son... When we got halfway into our complex the driver pulled over and refused to continue! He took the money out of Jane's hand and Christy's... Christy told him wu kuai since he would not take us to our apt... and we got out of the car- we refused to pay him the other 2 kuai(which is actually only about 25 cents, but it was the principle of him not taking us to our final destination). The next thing I know he was yelling at us and came running after us!! I was the last one to get out of the car since I was sitting in back so he jumped in front of me, blocked my way and made it so that I had to go back to the car...We got back in the car after he agreed to take us the rest of the way, we paid him the 2 kuai and said goodbye! I really do miss my little silver jetta!