Last weekend, three amigos came to experience the joys of the Dominican Republic. Basically this involves going to the lovely beach and watching me pitch a fit (or sweet talk, depending on which is appropriate for the situation) if I don't get my way with the taxi driver, bartender, hotel desk clerk, whoever. I mean really, I refuse to pay an extra 20 pesos for a cab ride - yes, it's less than a dollar, but it's the principle. Just because I am with some very white friends doesn't mean they should jack up the price or refuse us some kind of service - and really, they should have much vergüenza, trying to take advantage of or cheat a (temporary) cripple.
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