Fun in a Taxi

Today, we had a great object lesson. How to use a taxi without knowing the language. We went and bought groceries and had to take a taxi back to our place. So after about ten minutes we finally got a taxi. We said the name of our neighborhood. A name we only knew because someone told us this is what our neighborhood is called. So the taxi takes us to some place Carol and I don't recognize and we had no way of telling him where we wanted to go except to say the one word for our neighborhood that led us to this strange place anyways. So we called someone up and gave the phone to the taxi driver so that he could explain it to him over the phone in arabic. Oh the beauty of cell phones and friends. I suspect this could be a reoccuring theme.