The Scene: Tired girl with a big bag full of Dao Thai flags down a cab because even though home isn’t far, this was as far as her cold, sleepy feet were going to take her.

The first thing I noticed when I got in the cab was that it smelled good.  Nice choice of perfume, lady before me.

The second thing was the excellent choice in oldies music.  Good, Simon and Garfunkel oldies; not cheesy, lame oldies that have the word “bop” in the title.  Legit, great music.

Thinking about my Snob on a Bus post, I figured I should walk the talk and find out what my good-music-jamming cabbie was all about.

Robert is from Buenos Aires, Argentina.  He is a cook, sometimes at MK, and finds he makes good money driving a cab so he does that too.   I asked him what brought him to Chicago and his answer was the best thing I had heard all day:

“Adventure,” Robert replied.

He had been in Florida for awhile but missed the four seasons and besides, that adventure was over.  He has been in Chicago for 5 years worth of seasons and while he loves it, he said he felt that perhaps another adventure was in the near future for him.

“I’ll know what adventure is meant to follow when I see it though.  Just waiting on it, for now.”

Aren’t we all, Robert, aren’t we all?

I’m so glad I get cranky and hail cabs when I’m tired and cold.  The best things happen when I expect the opposite.