This is the one situation where I still rely on a good old fashioned taxi driver. George, to be specific.

George heads up a bunch of WhatsApp-connected drivers of higher-end cabs here in Melbourne, Australia. There’ll be a George in your city, you just need to find him.

I message George the day before a 6am flight, and there has never failed to be a nice taxi outside my door at 4:45am as requested.

I hope this is what the taxi industry here becomes. The junky old cabs that stink and have dodgy bearings get killed by Uber et. al., while the decent cabbies, guys like George who have been driving for decades, stick around.