“If you aren’t in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?”
– T.S. Eliot, writer
It’s too late at night to write a coherent post. Let me just note that my taxi driver was tall. Really tall. Like seat back as far as it would go and still knees up on the dashboard behind the steering wheel, headed bowed to avoid hitting the roof of the taxi. And every 15 seconds adjusting the seat. But kept assuring me that he was comfortable, not to worry.
That is one tall Argentine! I didn’t know they grew them that big down there.
There is an issue with the size of the cars here in Argentina. Our locally produced cars -usually, by European car makers such as Fiat (as in the case of your taxi), Peugeot, Renault, Volkswagen, etc. or Euro models from American makers such as Chevrolet or Ford – tend to be much smaller than American cars. In some of these models is really hard to get a decent driving position if you are > 6 ft. tall (as it is my case).
The upside is that our cars consume little gas…
While true, this was a case of a very tall taxi driver, as he put it, « dos metros y un pico », or, about 6’7″.
Two meters! That is one big taxi driver.