I feel myself starting to form a thesis, of sorts, based on analyzing cities via their taxi system, and just as importantly, the taxi drivers. In a place like Mexico City, one has to demand that the meter be turned on (and further should watch the meter to make sure it is not running out of control). In New York city it has been rare for me to be able to start up a conversation with taxi man - whether it be because of a language barrier or just a plain barrier.
So far Montevideo has passed the Taxi Test, as it will now be called.
1) the meter is turned on promptly when the ride begins
2) you don't need to make sure a taxi is really an official taxi
3) the drivers, for the most part, have been very talkative - after one ride I sat in the backseat chatting away about what I thought of Montevideo for 5 minutes
4) taxis stop for pedestrians - this is a norm, along with a wave to cross the street
And now I introduce my horizontally-orientated Uruguyan girlfriend. In this clip, she is a bit upset with me for some reason. I ask her what she thinks of me. Her reply...a narcotics officer.