You guys must be so sick of my taxi stories, but even after being here for almost a year, they still amaze/surprise me.
Today, I got into a taxi and the driver must’ve been at least 60. He asked me where I was from and I said, “Canada”. He repeated after me and I could already tell that he didn’t say it the heavy way that Koreans do.
He continued to ask me questions in almost-perfect English. My jaw dropped. It was better than one of my coteacher’s!
Not only that but he spoke German as well and he never lived out of the country.
Korea is not a tipping country but I gave him $0.50 extra when I got off, he was so thankful and wished me the best of luck. It really touched me. Moments like these make me reluctant to leave.
(P.S. Cab rates start at $2.20 and after 5-7 minutes, they go up every $0.10. So my tip was quite generous, I swear!)