Excellent stories, guys...loved them, and even forwarded a few to those who could appreciate them. When I talk about my "former life" in the DR, I think other Canadians either just don't get it, or think there is no way it really happened. BUT THESE THINGS REALLY DO HAPPEN...only in the DR...
I'll share a story, something that I swear would only happen to me. A (girl)friend and I came out of High Caribe one night, feeling no pain. The cheap 151 hit us a little hard that night. When we got outside, there were probably 100 motoconchos waiting to get the first grabs at the drunk gringos coming out of the bar. In about the middle of all of them, I focused on one motoconcho...he looked friendly enough, and an older guy, which, in my stupor, equated to "at least he won't try anything with me". I got on the back, and within seconds, we both started falling to the left...it all happened in what seemed like slow motion. I think I thought that at that point, my reflexes wouldn't be fast enough to stop us, so I thought I would sit back and enjoy the fall. We both fell over on our sides, amidst many onlookers laughing and laughing away... When I got up, I was trying to figure out why we fell. Then I noticed his leg, or lack thereof...ONLY I could pick a one-legged motoconcho out of a lineup of a 100 other people with all extremeties attached! Not that I wouldn't have gotten on, but I at least would've tried to balance us...
I want to hear from Jane now...I'm sure she could tell a few!
I'll share a story, something that I swear would only happen to me. A (girl)friend and I came out of High Caribe one night, feeling no pain. The cheap 151 hit us a little hard that night. When we got outside, there were probably 100 motoconchos waiting to get the first grabs at the drunk gringos coming out of the bar. In about the middle of all of them, I focused on one motoconcho...he looked friendly enough, and an older guy, which, in my stupor, equated to "at least he won't try anything with me". I got on the back, and within seconds, we both started falling to the left...it all happened in what seemed like slow motion. I think I thought that at that point, my reflexes wouldn't be fast enough to stop us, so I thought I would sit back and enjoy the fall. We both fell over on our sides, amidst many onlookers laughing and laughing away... When I got up, I was trying to figure out why we fell. Then I noticed his leg, or lack thereof...ONLY I could pick a one-legged motoconcho out of a lineup of a 100 other people with all extremeties attached! Not that I wouldn't have gotten on, but I at least would've tried to balance us...
I want to hear from Jane now...I'm sure she could tell a few!