Only in De Islands. Sylvia was on her way to French Town to meet us, and she got hit by a drunk cab driver in front of the Pony Bar. He didn't want to call the cops so he gave Sylvia his registration and insurance, not copies but his actual registration and insurance. He is going to have his " guy" take care of it.
While we are working this out a cop in a nice shiny new SUV comes by. One of the West Indian bystanders stops him and tries to explain what's going on. He states that it is not his job, that they should call 911 and get a traffic cop. Then he drove off.
The good the bad and the details. We are moving to St Thomas in the US Virgin Islands. We will try to keep a rambling record for anyone that ever dreamed of giving it all up and moving to the Islands to learn from or just laugh at.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Drunk Cab
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