Greek Taxi Stories #3

First Sign of Trouble

Possibly the first time that I took a taxi in Athens, I started to get an idea that maybe this was a little different from taking taxis in other towns. We went to visit a friend. We got in a taxi, my wife gave the driver the address. We pulled up outside a house about 20 minutes later. I was already to get out when my wife leaned over and said to the driver:
"This isn't it."
"Yes it is!" Says the driver.
"But I wanted Georgos Panandreou Road."
"Well, that's where we are." "No we aren't - see we're on Herkules Road. See, you can see the sign there. "
"Well, this used to be called Georgos Papandreou Road. So I'm right, we're in the right place."
"But my friend lives on the road which is still called Georgos Papanadreou Road. Can we go there please?"

We call our friend and she tells us to put the taxi driver on the phone. She talks him down. We drive about 200 yards around the corner to the road which is currently called Georgos Panpandreou. The taxi driver speeds away still grumbling to himself.
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