my uber somehow canceled as soon as I got into it

the driver was going that way anyway so he offered to take me

we talked about Morocco, his hometown Casablanca, and how you can ski nearby (I didn’t know) and the Moroccan surf scene

he talked about how he missed the food, how everything was organic, and that even a little bit of it would make you feel full and satisfied

he talked about how Americans don’t eat right or make enough time for living

i agreed

i overpaid and refused his offer to send back 20

an hour later he knocked on my door with my passport. I had left it in the back seat. he drove from West Hollywood and got a neighbor to let him into the building and help figure out which apartment door was mine.