April 11, 2019
The flight from Zurich to Heathrow was one hour and twenty five minutes.
I was back in London but this time I have companions, Yen and Kimberly.
We took Uber to go from Heathrow International Airport to our hotel in Bedford Street, Covent Garden. After about half hour, the driver pulled over and told us he lost his internet connection. He asked Oyen to cancel the trip and rate him. We were confused but cooperated, thinking that he would continue our trip and bring us to our hotel. He asked Oyen to call for another Uber driver. He unloaded us together with our luggages on the side walk. It was drizzling. With irritation, and worry, Oyen called another Uber driver who stopped on the other side of the street. We had to hurriedly drag our luggages across the street but this new uber driver refused to bring us to our hotel saying that he didn’t want to go to Central London. He even wanted Oyen to be the one to cancel the trip so that Uber would charge the fee to Oyen and not to him. Aba pa-smart pa. What a coincidence, those two are of Indian descents. How inconsiderate those two Uber drivers are. Kakainis.
Instead of calling another Uber, we hailed a black cab. The British driver helped us with our bags and he dropped us off at our hotel’s doorstep, without any need for a city map, Google, Waze, or any app! When we told him to bring us to Nadler Hotel at 51 Bedford Street, he just knew. I was so pleased with his politeness and professionalism.
To show my appreciation, I gave him £30 for a £24 meter charge. He at first wanted to give me change. I wish all taxi AND Uber, Grab, Lyft, are like him.
My daughter filed a complaint against those two Uber drivers, Uber refunded what they charged us. Dapat lang ano.
