A few years ago in Peru my friend and I took a shared cab from Cuzco to Ollantaytambo. The views during the ride were so spectacular that I had to take a few photos along the way. Much to my dismay, after being dropped off I discovered that I had left my camera in the car. I sat in the main square wallowing in self pity hoping that the driver would notice it and bring it back. Just as I was about to give up hope (surely the driver was halfway back by now) another taxi driver approached me and said that I should check at the train station. Apparently, drivers will wait for the next train to arrive with the hopes of getting a return fare back to Cuzco. He drove us to the station, which was a sea of white taxis. We eventually identified our cab by the rabbit air freshener hanging from the rearview mirror, but the driver was nowhere to be found. Several minutes later another driver was able to locate him for us. Some tipping was expected but it was a small price to pay. I never in a million years expected to be reunited with my camera and I couldn't be more thankful to those who helped me with my search!!!