Here is the second part of the most insane moments I have experienced in my travels. For part 1, click here.
I think some of these are really crazy. What do you think?
A gun pointing at my face is not exactly my dearest travel moment
While visiting Santo Domingo, the capital of the Dominican Republic, a friend raved and raved about this restaurant located at a swanky hotel. Well, she ended up convincing the entire group to have dinner there. We dressed as best as possible and took a taxi to the hotel. We passed thru the security gate without problems. When we were about to enter the property, two guards with long weapons started to run towards us. They stopped us, pointed to weapons to the group and started to yell: “What are you guys doing here?”. With a finicky voice, one of the girls said: “We just want to go to the restaurant”. The guys stop their menacing moves and told us we couldn’t enter thru that door and told us to go around. Just like that. No explanations. We later learned the president of the republic was visiting and the security was really tight that night. Our appetite disappeared after that terrifying moment (and was replaced by tears in some cases).
The day some little kids almost kill me in Myanmar
From Thailand, we crossed for a few hours to Myanmar. What an experience!!! Our first visit was to the Tachilek Pagoda. We stayed there about an hour. The pagoda is above street level. Therefore, to enter, you have to ascend thru a steep (but short) road (to go back to the street you have to descend thru the same road). Why am I explaining this? Ok, when we were leaving the pagoda grounds we got a little surprise. We were moving around in motorized rickshaws. While we were descending to the street, I started to heard loud noises. Some kids above, at the pagoda level, were throwing clay pots to us (a group of about 10). One pot hit really close to my leg. I am not exaggerating when I say this could have killed any of us. I am not sure what happened. Thank God we escaped unharmed.
Punched in the face in Verona
While visiting Verona’s famous Piazza dell Erbe, I experienced another “I don’t understand what happened “ moment. The piazza was full of stands (think of a farmer’s market). I was walking around with a friend admiring the goods. At one moment, I liked something and proceed to show it to my friend. While I moved my arm to point to the object I liked (think about it in slow motion), the stand owner punched me in the face, to be exact , in the forehead. I stood there not knowing what to do. She started to yell at me in Italian. Apparently, you are not allowed to touch goods there. The most surprising thing is that I didn’t even have the intention to touch anything. I just wanted to show it to my friend!!! One of the most bizarre moments of my travel.
They really kick out people of restaurants in France
I have been to Europe on two cheap, I mean, educational trips. So you can guess that accommodations are not that close to the center of the city. In Paris, I don’t even remember at what neighborhood we stayed (at least there was a train station really close to the hotel). The good part is that we were in the middle of a common, normal, non-touristic place. One evening, we were really surprised when we spotted a tree course meal for a ridiculously low price. We entered and asked for a table. But we asked in English. Big, big error. Just out of the blue, one guy started to scream to us in French. One of the girls who was there with me understood a little bit of what the guy was screaming. He said, “How do you dare to approach me in English. Get out of my restaurant now!!”. We were about to leave, when a nice lady told us to stay and led us to a table. The food was really good. The guy who yelled at us ended up making jokes once he noticed we were speaking Spanish.
How my ride in the London Eye ended up as a nightmare
My ride on the London Eye was beautiful. I did it at sunset and ended up with a big smile. Well, the smile faded when it was time to exit the big wheel. We were hurried out of the cart and there was a big mess with people running all around. An evacuation of the area was ordered while I was up in the ride. My sister and other friends hid at a corner because they wanted to wait for the ones in the ride. When I exited, I reunited with the group and ran in the same directions of others. It was a big, scary mess. A lot of the Tube stations were closed and we had to walk miles before finding one open. It is sad to say the following: two days after this event the London bombings took place (I was already in Paris).
Germaphobics in Greece
This one didn’t really happened to me but I was a witness. A group of friends entered a shop in Mykonos. One of the girls tried on a dress. She didn’t like how it looked on her so she took it off and was about to leave the store. The owner asked her: “Where are you going?” My friend was like: “Excuse me, sir”. The owner said: “You impregnated all your germs on my dress. Now, you have to buy it”. I don’t know what to say about this. It was difficult to exit that store.
That time my friend was called a moron in Madrid
Here is another case I witnessed. A friend and I were washing our hands after using a restroom in Madrid. My friend had a hair band (elastic band used to tie a woman’s hair) around her wrist. A local noticing it was a little tight on her arm said: “Watch out. That band is cutting your blood flow”. My friend replied: “Don’t worry. It is not hurting me”. The lady replied: “Whatever, moron” and left very mad. My friend was not offensive at all. We just looked at each other and laughed.
What are some of the most insane moments you have experienced? Let me know in the comments section below.