Midnight, travelling from Tocumen airport to the
city centre, the taxi puts on a burst of speed along a toll road. We
arrive at the exit toll booth. All is quiet. The window of the booth is
wide open. With her head cradled in her elbow, a pretty assistant is
snoring contentedly. The taxi driver gently wishes her awake with a
"buenas dias" and repeats it before she raises her head to limply hang
out her hand for the toll. As we leave, I say "buenas noches". "No,
no", says the driver, "it's morning, now, buenas dias."
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