My uncle Minh drives a taxi, and he has done this job for twelve years.
He starts at five in the morning, because many travel to the airport then.
In the middle of the day he waits near the station or the hospital.
Most are polite, but some of them to pay the right price.
When the traffic is , a short journey takes an hour.
He knows every narrow street in the city, so he can the busy roads.
His car is old, however he it twice a day.
Minh works twelve hours, then he sleeps in the afternoon.
He says the job is difficult, but he is his own .