Taxi Drivers

Taxi drivers late at night can be a mixed bag. The other night coming back from the airport, the driver was sitting high in his chair, his face pockmarked, hair badly shaven, eyes severe, and lit up with the strange blue neon lights that taxi drivers seem to prefer. Religious drivers will often play tapes of sermons or of passages in the Koran so they can recite them. These tapes are often of a very emotionally charged man reading things occasionally breaking into song while an echo effect is added. This taxi driver was listening to one where "jihad 3ala yehuden" (struggle against the jews) came up occasionally. Last night though, we boarded a taxi which already had someone in it, for company I guess. He was from Hebron and so we talked pleasantly about that. He then started branching out into other matters. Apparently the hashish in Amman is terrible but the prostitutes are really wonderful. He gave me his card, apparently he works for the city of Amman.
I'll probably be at HQ for another couple of hours and I wonder what I'm going to get tonight.