So… the taxi driver in question smelt so bad, I spent the entire 20 minute journey home with the windows wound down.  Gagging.  It wasn’t pleasent.  I would never think of driving with the windows down at 120kmph along Sheikh Zayed Road, but it really was that bad.

Not only that, but he appeared to have a cold and sniffed every two minutes.  When I finally gave him a tissue and asked him to use it rather than sniff, he launched into a 5 minute rant, and yes I do mean rant, about how if he didn’t sniff and he used a tissue, he would make me ill.  I am not sure how that works.

Ugh.