Coming back from the fairgrounds today we had the taxi driver of insanity. First he just went on some random roads forever. I assumed it was OK, because we kept heading south which meant that eventually we'd hit the river and could walk or something. We finally emerged from terrifying looking roads and saw some French street signs. Then came the fun.

Two blocks from our hotel, our driver made a hard left from the right lane against a red light and into oncoming traffic. When he almost got hit (by two different cars), he screamed at them for their driving. Mel just threw him a $20 (a 100% tip) just so we could get out of there.