So the next few days we took taxi's pretty much everywhere- which seems all fine and dandy- but has anyone been in a taxi in San Francisco. I think they received their drivers license from Mars. I couldn't but help clench my hands together and throw up a prayer to the big guy upstairs! I then started thinking to myself- oh boy maybe we should have walked. Then I thought, well which one is worse- my feet or my life? Without much contemplation- I chose the taxi- to put my life in their hands day after day to save my feet. Might sound silly that I chose this option, but thats just it....
In life.. we have to sometimes choose the lesser of two evils. I am not saying either was evil. But my thought process was- when I go home which will I be happier with? I chose to save my feet and pray that the taxi drivers would take care of my life. Either way sometimes what we choose never seems to be a good choice. So take life in stride and make choices that will make you or your feet happier in the end!