Cabs
For the past few Sundays when I have been too lazy to get my butt out of the house in time to catch the bus to church, I have tried to catch a cab. Lo, and behold, I have caught them.
I remember when I couldn’t. I would walk along Rhode Island Ave to the metro and keep an eye out for a cab. Most of the time, I’d be at the station before I saw a cab. Now, I can seem to catch one between 6th and 5th Streets.
I know I could catch one quicker along Florida, but Florida is the border between zone 1 and zone 2 and I don’t need to pay extra when I could move over one block. Also, I like to clearly catch a cab in zone 1 so I don’t have to argue with the cabbie about the zones. That happened when I caught one from Union Station (50 Mass Ave, NE), which is still in zone 1, but the cabbie argued that it was in zone 2, which is at 2nd St NE.
Anyway, I have to test the cab catching theory on a weeknight. I see them, but it is a different story when you’re trying to catch them.