We get out and walk towards the gate. Before reaching it, an employee steps out, stops us, and explains that the Y is full. Nancy tells him that she had made reservations. Our driver begins insisting that he cannot take us down the block to the recommended place, because he has to get the van back to the airport. He points to two rickshaws across the street that can take us there.
Rickshaws are mini-taxis.
They are mostly yellow, with a small seat in the front for the driver and a longer seat in the back for passengers, which can fit three at the most. The rickshaw's small motor is under the driver's seat. The two rickshaws park a few feet in front of our taxi as it is leaving. Nancy and Daniel get in one, and Lynn and Leonna in the other. I put my backpack in the back of the rickshaw that Nancy and Daniel are taking, then realize that, because of Nancy's luggage, there is not much room left.