The walk to Nelly's is pleasant and short. It usually only lasts as long as two or three songs on my ipod. Zooming by me as I walk are all kinds of different people on motorbikes: women wearing spiky high heels, young boys with pizzas and children hanging on for dear life wearing chunky helmets. In addition there are men on every corner standing next to motorbikes wearing bright yellow vests with TAXI written across the back. They can also be recognized by the extra bright yellow helmet attached to the back of their bikes.