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My roommate, the one I live with, was driving, and suddenly she started to hear that typical sound. Yes, the DJ was indeed there testing out new tracks. I've made a lot of videos about taxis, and today we're going to talk about VTCs. I could say, "Well, this is the same," but what's special about this video is the area in Ibiza. How is that going to be? We're going to find out today.
Hello, I'm Carlos. I live here in Ibiza, and since last year, I've been working for Uber during the season. The truth is, people come here mainly because, compared to the rest of the mainland, the salaries are really incomparable. That said, you have to work a lot.
Let me tell you what I paid last season for sleeping on a sofa for six months in a studio with two people: 600 a month for a sofa without doors. Well, it was a modern loft-style place. I find it crazy that storage rooms now have another name; they call it "loft." At least it had air conditioning and drinking water. Yes, the bathroom, well, I couldn't use it much.
I was worried. I understand that the strangest thing about getting into the car is that only 5% of the people who get in are Spanish. Heavy, right? It's 80% British. The southern area here is like the United Kingdom, and everyone else, Germans and Dutch, they don't like it. I'm not going to say anything; I really don't want problems. Carlo, if something happened to someone for saying something about a country, they would hang me. I mean, the French, I really can't stand them, especially at night when you're tired and you hear them speaking.
Because, of course, you don't hear your language. I speak English perfectly, but I don't feel comfortable because it's not Spanish, and I have to force myself a lot. Ibiza, you know, after being all day like that, when someone comes and starts whispering in your ear, I start to huff and puff, like, "Let's see if you understand me," you know, to get them to shut up.
Of course, for some reason, I understand xenophobia. At that hour, the worst are the British; they come in with such a mess. Please, tell me about the first time you got into trouble.
You know what's funniest? It was the first day I started working. I want to collect that with my chest, please give me that medicinal value. At 4 in the morning, Amnesia, a very famous nightclub here, I get a ride request. I head over, and there are four girls. They get in, all speaking English. "Please, we need something to eat."
There was a gas station nearby, and I was already feeling a bit overwhelmed, so I said, "Okay, I'll stop here and buy something." I get to the place, get out with them, and while talking a bit, I buy first and step outside. One of them grabs my arm and says, "Come here. Hey, look, my friend and I think you're very attractive."
I was like, "Okay, you have to be careful with what you do." Thanks, and so on. Well, she gets in the car with another girl, and they say, "Come on, get in." She tells me, "Remember what I said before?" Yes, nothing, it was to offer me a threesome.
Is this really happening to me? I'm only going to respond that I'll take a good memory from that hotel where you stayed with the girls, but you scoundrel, you stopped working to stay with a stranger. I'm going to say it because I don't work for that company anymore.
I had a 45-minute break, okay? You had 44 left. You can hook up quite a bit with Uber, I understand. No, I don't want to brag or anything, okay? But the uniform looks good on me. Yes, there's a handsome guy who takes care of you when you've got this. I mean, wow, that guy has some muscles.
Of course, I get quite a few compliments; I'm not going to say I don't. This story I just told you was the first day, and more things have happened, obviously. Carlos, give me the first photo.
Well, I took 80. How do I give him two options? I tell him, "Friend, if you throw up, we stop, and you clean it up, or you give me 100." When you tell them they have to pay, they hold back, you know?
I hope very few times that has happened, and the times it has, they paid me, you know? 100, and the tips they gave me. That guy was Russian, okay? He didn't speak English, he was with his partner, and he had never been to Ibiza in his life.
So the guy was in Ibiza all the way to the other side of the island with a translator stuck in my face while I was driving, asking where he could go to impress his girl. "Oh, God, with a party, I don't know what." I said, "Well, look, you relax; I'll list all the things for you."
Well, he pulls out a wad of cash from a bag, like 100s, and says, "Here, take 500 to be a trip advisor." And literally, I finished at 8 in the morning, okay? It was around 7. I was about to finish my shift, wash the car, and hand it over to my colleague when I got another ride request.
I went to a villa, and I was there waiting, waiting, waiting, and no one came. I thought, "Well, I'm wasting time here because, honestly, while you have a reservation, you don't get other rides." You know, these rich people who have a lot of money and get bored throw parties, you know?
The girl texts me, "Sorry, we're coming." After waiting 15 minutes, she opens the door of the villa, and a 2-meter tall black guy with a necklace and nothing on comes out. I thought, "What the hell do I look at now?"
It was like the elephant video; have you seen it? And then, to my surprise, the two girls come out completely naked. I thought, "Well, they'll put something on to get in the car." Indeed, they didn't put anything on.
I had to pass them with the towel, you know? They didn't talk because they were like, "What?" And suddenly one says, "Hey, Jeni, my throat hurts so much; I've been sucking all night." I was like, "What?"
I dropped them off at the hotel, completely shocked, and the girls walked into the hotel lobby naked too. Ibiza has a lot of exclusive places that you can only see because you're a Cabify driver who can get anywhere.
The houses here, with what they cost, you could buy my village, you know? The problem here is that there's a lot of secrecy regarding villas where famous people go or things like that.
I remember I went to one, and the problem is that there are many paths, and the villas are very hidden. I got a ride request on a path; I don't know how far it was, but it was very late, no lights or anything. I picked up the guy, turned around again for 15 minutes to the main road, and he said, "No, no, no, wait."
He called and said, "No, no, look, I'm staying." I said, "Of course, I didn't want to drop you off where I picked you up because it was a bit." I continued down the path and saw one of those Beverly Hills houses. It was an impressive complex.
I mean, I've never seen anything like it in my life. The door was open, so I went in. I had no idea who lived there. A person from Eastern Europe came up to me, and I saw a big guy. I was already in the car, and there were Lamborghinis, vans, a lot of luxury cars.
I thought, "Wow." I've never seen a gun in my life. You know, I come from a village, and of course, he approached me and started banging on the car, saying, "Hey, hey, where are you going? Where are you going?"
I said, "No, no, I'm taking a client," and the client in the back was going crazy, saying, "I don't know who I am, I don't know what." Can you imagine? I arrive at that place where there's nothing around, and I'm in the middle of nowhere.
I swear, my heart was racing. I was scared, with my hand on the phone, saying, "Look, I'm just dropping this off." He said, "Turn around, turn around." I understood that I had to go back home quietly.
I left via the main road, and I got to Ibiza in 5 minutes. I squeezed the car. The truth is, since I arrived here, for me, this is like a video game. You never know what can respawn, you know? With so many parties, alcohol, the police here, they do a lot of checks.
That said, you know, it's for collecting. From the perspective of a person who lives here, there's a lot of indifference. That's something that surprised me a lot. Not long ago, I went to pick up a client at a house, and a girl, I assume by her outfit and how she came, and what I heard, was a companion, to put it that way.
There are moments when I like to listen to a bit of reggaeton, but I don't like it. Suddenly, she started giving me a hard time about listening to Frank Sinatra and Julio Iglesias, and she said, "Oh, I don't like this." I said, "Well, what do you want me to do?"
"Hey, you're in my car." I'm driving on the highway, and the girl comes from the back seat to the front, crosses in the middle, puts her butt in my face, and starts saying, "We're going to kill ourselves."
She sits next to me and takes my phone, puts on Beyoncé, and starts singing. The girl gets out and says, "Thanks, I'll give you a tip." What tip did she give me? 2 euros.
Dude, I understand that the most annoying moment of your shift is when you have to pick someone up when an English team is playing. Oh, it just happened that Spain won against England. I remember that day; Ibiza was crazy, people with flags in their cars, and some guys got in the back, cursing all the Spaniards, saying we were all...
Have you ever been insulted or received derogatory comments about Spain or Spaniards? Yes, they criticize the siesta a lot. Dude, they're very annoying. It's a typical British stereotype.
That's how they are; they like to tell you, "I don't know what." Well, the same goes for Spaniards, dude. Especially with the British, who are a bit racist. Well, a little, yes, but I don't want to call them racist. A little, yes, the truth.
And one incredible thing is the Indians. I don't know what colony... well, it's not a colony, dude. Their smell is very strong. I'm not criticizing or anything, okay? It's just a comment. I can't leave this video without saying it.
Please, you have to get that off your chest. Shower, but they smell very bad. They smell like... brother, bad. They smell bad, my friend.
Where do you want to go? No, no, where do you want to go, buddy? Because people invite me, dude. When I was on shift, there were people who said, "Come with us."
Have you ever stayed? I stayed in a villa during that 45-minute break; you have 44 left. Remember, I have photos from that day. I went from a cove to a villa, and the truth is, the guys were nice; they were British.
They gave me their Instagram and said, "Hey, do you want to stay? I don't know, have a drink." I already told you I don't drink or anything. I said, "Well, yes, I'll stay."
I went to the pool; it was hot. I said, "Can I swim?" They said, "Of course." I disconnected the app, put on my underwear, and jumped in. It was full of girls; it was crazy.
I understand that this island has its good side. What we're discussing can be considered good, but there's also the part where you can get into trouble. Has there been a time when you reconsidered your job there, thinking, "I'm going back to my village"?
Yes, I went to a location on a path where there was no coverage. They sent me to a villa up in the mountain, and there were two very long paths. I arrived first at one door, and it was closed.
I was watching the girl from the top of the place, and she was messaging me. I said, "Let's go there," and I said, "I can't go up; you have to come down." The path was long.
Okay, so I headed to the other door that the map showed me. I was waiting at one door, and I saw that they were calling me. They gave me their WhatsApp, and they seemed scared. They told me on WhatsApp, "What's going on here?"
I waited for them for about 15 minutes, and I saw them coming, crying. I tell you, two girls who were maybe 18 or 19 years old, no more. I was a bit taken aback, thinking, "What's going on here?"
I jumped the fence with the car parked and the lights on. I went for them, helped them get out, and put them in the car. The girls started crying, crying, crying, and apparently, they had been offered money to be there as companions without doing anything.
At some point, they had tried to cross the line. Because here, there's a problem, dude. I've heard about it, but like everything illegal, it gets covered up a lot.
There's a problem with human trafficking. That's how it is. And of course, imagine that I'm getting into one of those places; I don't know whose house that is. I was scared, and I said, when I finished working, I swear that night I couldn't sleep because it wasn't just about me.
It was the simple thought of what the hell was happening to those girls, who could be like my little sister, you know? And what are the complaints from Spaniards living there? Because I understand that when you get into a situation, let's open it up.
The prices, I mean, they charge you 25 for a rum and coke, and they give you a shot like this.
Well, here we have a house; we believe it's a drug dealer's because it's like an island. There are drug dealers living in Ibiza. I can't believe it. Drug dealers like from cartels, dude.
Has it ever bothered you, the cartel label? Yes, since I was a kid, I say cartel, cartel, and it bothers me. It bothers me.
Well, dude, imagine that someone watching this video goes to Ibiza. What would you say? I have some words for you, guys. First, if you order an Uber, please be respectful because the person who is driving you just threatened me with a gun.
Please, no, but seriously, be respectful and clean. And if you come to Ibiza, prepare your wallet because they're going to stab you.
What has been the most expensive thing you've paid for that made you say, "Holy crap"? 15 for a bottle of water.
Well, below, I'll leave Carlos's Instagram, your trusted WTC driver. And that's it. If you liked it, give it a like, subscribe. In the previous video, I didn't say "throw a mile," so I'm going to tell you "throw a mile."
And by the way, have you heard "Tiburón"? [Music]
Two, you won't make it to the end of the month easily.