I pretty much can drive you to any shit hole address in Washington DC without getting lost but every now and then at night some passengers want to go far in to Maryland and Virginia. I know most of the surrounding suburban neighbourhoods of Washington but there are places that I am not used to, and getting out of some of these places after I drop my passengers could be real tricky. Most experienced cab drivers have a built in compass in their heads, they drop people at places where they have to make all kind of lefts and rights and drive back to the main roads with no confusions.
I have two tricks: 1) I start to count my lefts and rights and the streets in between when I am ready to drop off to unfamiliar neighbourhood and do the reverse count until I get to the main road. Easy! 2) I am an overnight driver so I always look for the brighter skies because usually the main roads are well lighted so I follow the fucken light like the three wise men until I find the street I know.
Mad, in case you didn't know 2300 B.C the Babylonians came up with an invention that can help you with directions and it's been improved and still in use for almost the last 5000 years, you can buy it at your local 7-11 and it's call a MAP you retard! what's this following the stars and street lights bullshit?
Fuck you! you think I don't know that? I have all kind of maps in my bag but I won't make myself vulnerable parked at dark side street checking my map out in a place that I don't know, so you can sneak up on me to rob and shoot my ass. Can you imagine the headline in the Washington Post metro section the next morning? It wouldn't look sexy: "LOST CABBIE SHOT KILLED WHILE LOOKING AT HIS MAP". Other pro cabbies like Lugosi will have a field day with that sorry ass news.
That's what I did last night after I dropped off some drunk chick in Kensington. We zig zaged about seven turns from Connecticut avenue to get to her house at some dead end street behind the Mormon church. After I saw her stumbled her way in to her house safe, I just followed the church's bright light towards Kensington parkway and I knew how to pick up Connecticut avenue from there, and off to the nation's capital. My navigation skills may be thousands of years old but the trick still works fine.
Don't forget the homeless.