My objective here is to NOT besmirch every cabbie on planet Earth. Apologies to all the honest folks trying to make a living driving a cab.
I try to avoid cabs at all cost. So, I went to Puerto Vallarta in August 2013 with a taxi plan for the two rides I knew I’d have to take.
- Avoid the higher cost airport cabs by walking over a footbridge to a taxi stand across the street – √ check.
- Find out the ‘zone’ cost to the airport from downtown for the trip back. 140 pesos – √ check.
It was that trip that left the sour taste.
The arrow in the photo marks the spot where the adventure began – when my friend and I got into the taxi.
The cabbie had our bags locked in the trunk before we could discuss price.
Once moving, I confirmed the 140 pesos price. His response: “140 pesos each.” To which I replied: “No, 140 pesos total.” A joke on his part maybe? Who knows, but I wasn’t happy.
A few minutes into the ride, he stopped the taxi and began a conversation in Spanish with a woman standing on the sidewalk. A few minutes later she jumped into the front seat.
At this point, I was inclined to ask how much she’d be contributing to the fare.
By the time she jumped out 20 minutes later near the airport, I was steaming and ready to simply pay him 2/3rds of the 140 pesos. The idea of spending time in a Mexican jail killed that impulse.
In the end, I paid the 140 pesos with NO tip. I’m still pissed.
Puerto Vallarta needs to deal with its wayward cabbies. They’re bad for tourism.