OK so I don't know what I expected when I put my credit card into one of these in the Lanzarote airport trying to get in touch with my ride.
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| The evil box. |
Actually, I'll give it a shot: I expected to make a phone call--throughout which I thought I might be able to communicate essential information about my having just arrived at the shores of a strange land--that would be expensive, but reasonable, compared to normal phone rates. After all, I was making a brief call to a local number. How much could it cost?
Well there ya go. And I should note: I had to call twice because the connection the first time was so bad that NO essential information was communicated whatsoever. So in total I made two local calls of about one minute each.
I dunno. I did connect with my ride and that is worth $50 to me. Still this seems high.
And just for fun, also included is the bill from my brunch a few weeks ago at Charlottesville's Blue Moon Diner. That, on the other hand, was totally worth it.
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