20全校英语精英班

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目录

  • 1 Unit One
    • 1.1 Introduction
    • 1.2 Section I Talking Face to Face
    • 1.3 Section II Being All Ears
    • 1.4 Section III Trying Your Hand
    • 1.5 Section IV Maintaining A Sharp Eye
  • 2 Unit Two
    • 2.1 Introduction
    • 2.2 Section I Talking Face to Face
    • 2.3 Section II Being All Ears
    • 2.4 Section III Trying Your Hand
    • 2.5 Section IV Maintaining A Sharp Eye
  • 3 Unit Three
    • 3.1 Introduction
    • 3.2 Section I Talking Face to Face
    • 3.3 Section II Being All Ears
    • 3.4 Section III Trying Your Hand
    • 3.5 Section IV Maintaining A Sharp Eye
  • 4 Unit Four
    • 4.1 Introduction
    • 4.2 Section I Talking Face to Face
    • 4.3 Section II Being All Ears
    • 4.4 Section III Trying Your Hand
    • 4.5 Section IV Maintaining A Sharp Eye
  • 5 Unit Seven
    • 5.1 Introduction
    • 5.2 Section I Talking Face to Face
    • 5.3 Section II Being All Ears
    • 5.4 Section III Trying Your Hand
    • 5.5 Section IV Maintaining A Sharp Eye
  • 6 Unit Eight
    • 6.1 Introduction
    • 6.2 Section I Talking Face to Face
    • 6.3 Section II Being All Ears
    • 6.4 Section III Trying Your Hand
    • 6.5 Section IV Maintaining A Sjarp Eye
Section IV Maintaining A Sharp Eye

Maintaining A Sharp Eye

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Taxi in London

For a true travel experience and to truly enjoy the London streets, make an effort to take a load off those tired, tourist-worn feet and experience taxiing the way it should be done, by professionals.

Now if you're from the States as I am, the thought of taking a taxi sends your pulse racing about as much as a trip to the supermarket. That's because a ride in the cab for us is simply being pushed sideways in the back of a smelly car and being ignored by the driver who is on the cell phone to his girlfriend and worrying how far out of the way we're being routed to run up the meter. Let's face it, Terry was right: The only qualification you need to be a cab driver in the States is to just have a face. This is why I was so taken aback by the experience my wife and I had this summer while traveling through the UK.

Exiting Heathrow Airport, the driver gave us a friendly smile as greeted us with a "hallo" and opened the back door for us to step into the back of  his spacious taxi, offering more leg room than the passenger side of my own sedan. We stretched out in the back seat and I couldn't help thinking that if this car was available for hire when I were to my senior prom, I would gladly have shelled out the bucks.

As soon as we were free of the busy Heathrow's traffic, our driver, Terry, as we soon found out, engaged us in conversation. By the time we reached our hotel, we were old friends. He told us that we must try Yorkshire pudding but keep away from any Shepherd's Pie that wasn't homemade, like his wife's (We were half expecting an invitation). At the hotel, Terry, not walked, but ran our luggage up to the front door.

I wouldn't have been surprised at all if he would have checked us in and carried our bags straight up to our room. After we over-tipped him, he tipped his cap and wished us well. I miss Terry.