Trapped

Most of the time I don't want to get out of Bangkok taxis because I haven't finished taking photos or I'm enjoying the conversation with the driver. However, the other day, a noxious odor was emanating from the front seat of the taxi and I couldn't wait to escape. I'm not sure if it was the driver himself or something in the car, but I had to hold my nose the entire time.  I felt a like a bird in a cage or a fish stuck in a Thai fish trap. When I finally got out of the cab there wasn't much relief either. As I stepped out of the taxi, a city bus drove by and belched out a big puff of black toxic fumes in my face.