Kenzie and I went to NYC a couple of weeks ago. Saw as much of the great city as you could cram into three and a half days, loading up on as many great experiences as possible. One of the best moments of the weekend was when Kenzie hailed her first cab. She lifted her arm like a pro, and the first cab she saw headed over to the curb.
Only problem was that there was already another cab at the curb.
So we scurried off to avoid the another NYC experience – cabbies screaming at each other in languages we could not appear.