3 Cab Rides in Yerevan
It was not a good beginning. I stepped out from the minivan from Tbilisi, and immediately a Yerevan cabbie was there to greet me. Other than having wanting to reach the hotel I had booked through Priceline, I wasn't quite sure where I first wanted to go. His desperation overtook commonsense, not interested in losing his quarry. After visiting the W.C., once again there he was, and needing a cab I decided he was good as any, which probably was true. He was willing to take Georgian money, which made for me an easier transition.
As near as I could tell, my hotel's location bordered Republic Square, which is the heart and soul of Yerevan. I did provide my hotel's address but the fool instead dropped me off in front of the Marriott. Paying 17 Lari, I was glad to be rid of him. At least I knew the Marriott would have both an ATM and English-speaking staff. The staff was wonderful, providing me with a map and instructions on how to get to my hotel. How close was I? About 3/4 of a mile. I enjoyed the walk. Yerevan reminded me of Paris, which from my perspective, is a big plus.
My second and third cab rides came on the day I was heading back to Tbilisi. My goal that day, after an early lunch, was first to visit the Museum of the Armenian Genocide, then back to the bus station for my 5:00 PM departure. I found a cab in the town center, and this time the driver was a professional, no arguments, providing him with a good tip. Noticing some sitting cabs outside of the museum, I felt I would have no trouble getting one once I finished my visit.
That turned out to be true. After my nearly two full days in the city, I was beginning to have a rough understanding of what was where, and knew the bus station was close by. That didn't stop my third cabbie from demanding far more than I gave him, his aggression alienating.
Cab grade? From such a small sample size, the Yerevan cabbies rate either a D plus or a C minus. At least in early November, there were more cabs than customers, always a bad combination for the hungry cabbie, indigestion the result. It's a bad idea, giving your passengers a monetary stomach ache.
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