Found: A Foot Massager Slash Taxi Driver

This fresa gigante is so happy because he's dipped in chocolate.

Last Friday I went to The Chocolate Experience trade show with my friend Lesley, who just moved here on Wednesday.

The “experience” was great — lots of chocolate and posing with giant strawberries dipped in chocolate.

After the event, I walked Lesley to the taxi stand outside of the massive World Trade Center, and dropped her off so she could take a taxi straight home to her corporate housing in Polanco. I took the Metrobus home to Condesa.

For some reason, though, I felt nervous about the taxi. Perhaps because it was Lesley’s third day in Mexico, or perhaps because the taxi that pulled up for her didn’t look as official as I thought it should. So once I got home, I emailed her — everything OK?

Yes, she said. But the taxi ride was “interesting.”

Indeed: Somehow, on only her third day in Mexico, Lesley managed to get a foot massage from her cab driver.