Madagascar

[Member #4673]

I think it's wise to follow his day only strategy and at night, stick to a small well defined area where you should also sleep..

Agree 100 percent.

If you lie down with dogs, you get up with fleas.

[Amadeuss]

This kinda stuff is above my stress threshold. I thought Mada was a bit less violent than the mainland. After reading this and what Neddy wrote, I think it's wise to follow his day only strategy and at night, stick to a small well defined area where you should also sleep.
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It happened in town center. But in Mada it happens rarely. Kenians and other mainland countries bixxx's are much more agressive.

If you want to avoid it, stay back home. Simple.

[Amadeuss]

Hmmm, what means"bote" for you?

Because in french this word doesn't exist, not sure about what she understood.

"grosse" typo.

[Neddy69]

This kinda stuff is above my stress threshold. I thought Mada was a bit less violent than the mainland. After reading this and what Neddy wrote, I think it's wise to follow his day only strategy and at night, stick to a small well defined area where you should also sleep.

I wish there was a way you could "buy" instant guanxi (connections). It would be great if for a modest fee, you could have a few names to throw around and a number or two to call that would get things done (avoid a lot of bureaucracy) and get scare goons off when they tried to mess with you.

Some of the mongers here are quite old and the crap that comes at you in Africa can't be good for your heart or health.

There's only two things detrimental to your health in Africa. Women and alcohol. The other stuff is pretty manageable. I've met very fit white guys in their 90's. Follow the stress avoidance strategies. Stay away from the hard core ladies of the night. Plenty of students or waitresses to shag with low maintenance, low stress level. Police. Have your papers in order. Always have the necessary legal or not so legal stamps in your passport. A lot of lazy drunk bums end up having constant troubles with chicas alcohol and police. Avoid doing any kind of business. Don't marry. Why would anybody sane marry in Africa. That's beyond me with a zillion of pussy available. Unless she's related to the president and offers tangible benefits. Equally dumb is to import a chica to your home country.

The secret to a long life is stress avoidance.

My 2 cents.

Neddy.

[Muzungufotsy]

May be he wanted to say "boite", that is, box or "botte", I. E, boot.

Assuming he said that or she understood that it s pretty normal she got upset IMHO. Saying a woman your pussy is a big box hmmmm.

[Manfield04]

May be he wanted to say "boite", that is, box or "botte", I. E, boot.

Hmmm, what means"bote" for you? Because in french this word doesn't exist, not sure about what she understood.

[Taiwan Laowai]

A bixxx from Glacier agreed to 50 k local currency (13 EU) - the usual fare. After 1 hour mediocre fucking in my room I gave her the 50 k and sent her home. By a sudden she wanted 50 EU = 200 K. Long discussion. I complimented her out with the help of the security guard.

She apparently met outside some military / police guys. They stormed into my room with an AK47 pointing onto me. The bixxx shouting. The policemen asking me to settle. Waving the handcuffs to take me to their station.

It was going on for half an hour and I slowly separated the police guys from her. I put another 70 k into their hands (all what I have left in cash) and asked politely to help me to settle this. Finally they trolled of, pushing her down the staircase.

I assume they kept the money I gave them and fucked her in the next doorway as reimbursement of their troubles. Its Africa.

This kinda stuff is above my stress threshold. I thought Mada was a bit less violent than the mainland. After reading this and what Neddy wrote, I think it's wise to follow his day only strategy and at night, stick to a small well defined area where you should also sleep.

I wish there was a way you could "buy" instant guanxi (connections). It would be great if for a modest fee, you could have a few names to throw around and a number or two to call that would get things done (avoid a lot of bureaucracy) and get scare goons off when they tried to mess with you.

Some of the mongers here are quite old and the crap that comes at you in Africa can't be good for your heart or health.

[Albert9989]

I do normally the same with the bixxxs in Tana and did show her 50000 in my phone.

Perhaps she was upset because I did say: "Ta chatte est une grosse bote".

Hmmm, what means"bote" for you?

Because in french this word doesn't exist, not sure about what she understood.

[Amadeuss]

Ah. She meant 50 Euros and you offered 50 k. Ariary. I always type the amount in my mobile phone and emphasize ARIARY.

I do normally the same with the bixxxs in Tana and did show her 50000 in my phone.

Perhaps she was upset because I did say: "Ta chatte est une grosse bote".

[Neddy69]

A bixxx from Glacier agreed to 50 k local currency (13 EU) - the usual fare. After 1 hour mediocre fucking in my room I gave her the 50 k and sent her home. By a sudden she wanted 50 EU = 200 K. Long discussion. I complimented her out with the help of the security guard.

She apparently met outside some military / police guys. They stormed into my room with an AK47 pointing onto me. The bixxx shouting. The policemen asking me to settle. Waving the handcuffs to take me to their station.

It was going on for half an hour and I slowly separated the police guys from her. I put another 70 k into their hands (all what I have left in cash) and asked politely to help me to settle this. Finally they trolled of, pushing her down the staircase.

I assume they kept the money I gave them and fucked her in the next doorway as reimbursement of their troubles. Its Africa.

Ah. She meant 50 Euros and you offered 50 k. Ariary. I always type the amount in my mobile phone and emphasize ARIARY. Occasionally you have bad apples. Had a case in Tamatave. In the room she wanted 50 Euros. I booted her out straight with 10 k. But she was polite enough to ask before the deed. LOL.
I had some problems too that the chica wanted more money. Was threatened with police couple of times too. I upped from 50k to 70k ar. There's two options. Either its an empty threat or not. In Kenya things can be more difficult. There's a sexual offences act. But Madagascar? If the chica is not a minor she could only claim to have been raped? lol... What are they going to charge you for... Just the usual tourist scare off.
I know of tourists paying 50 Euros for not having the Yellow fever certificate. hahahaha...

You stood your ground. Of course its not pleasant. I suspect the same that the chica ended up with nothing. She probably offered the goons to split the 50 Euros down in the middle. Tough luck. In that case it's always best to have local contacts. Best Chef de police or Prefet or Sousprefet of the province and upwards. Then it's usually a phone call. Hand over the receiver to the goons. And voila. Problem finish. It pays to befriend some people with good contacts. Just hang out in the local expat bars.

Neddy.

[Amadeuss]

A bixxx from Glacier agreed to 50 k local currency (13 EU) - the usual fare. After 1 hour mediocre fucking in my room I gave her the 50 k and sent her home. By a sudden she wanted 50 EU = 200 K. Long discussion. I complimented her out with the help of the security guard.

She apparently met outside some military / police guys. They stormed into my room with an AK47 pointing onto me. The bixxx shouting. The policemen asking me to settle. Waving the handcuffs to take me to their station.

It was going on for half an hour and I slowly separated the police guys from her. I put another 70 k into their hands (all what I have left in cash) and asked politely to help me to settle this. Finally they trolled of, pushing her down the staircase.

I assume they kept the money I gave them and fucked her in the next doorway as reimbursement of their troubles. Its Africa.

[Neddy69]

Time back in Freetown in Sierra in 2016 during the Ebola epidemic. The curfew was a rule from around 10:00 pm to 5:00 am. So one day in the middle of the week, one of my expatriate folks took a ride to the Lumley beach, one of the 5 top beaches in the country. Anyone who visited Freetown and had chance to visit its beaches knows it.

It was around 6:00 pm after a busy day. We ordered some beer and were really hanging out.

At around 8:00 pm, a small childish cute girl (she later told me she had a kid to my astonishment) approached me and asked me to buy her a drink. She was polite and courteous. I asked the bar lady to give her whatever beer she wants.

The small girl ordered a soft drink. We were then chatted about life in Freetown and Ebola. Then she started telling stories about her family, the incident when she got impregnated by a village schoolboy. I honestly felt sympathetic for her. And attracted to her. My fingers were already very far feeling the wetness as if her story was not my concern.

Then she whispered to me "hey, can we take a short walk on the beach?" I said let us go. She took my hand and I could see her face was innocent and she was really horny. It was around 9:00 pm.

What a heck! Curfew to start in a few minutes.

We crossed the road and sat in or on the sand. I do not remember. John was already very stiff.

Important note: when in Freetown, where everything is free (not free of course), always bear with you Jimmy Hat.

Then what a crime scene action! She was in periods. But she was really enjoying and me too!! Forget about the family stories and impregnation!

Then a police officer!! Now it is more then a crime! The girl talked to him in Krio (the local language) and the police officer told her to go home and he will deal with me.

The reflex for me to apologize and apologize! I prayed all Gods and told him that I was not aware of the curfew.

So I was taken to a police station! Nearby. I was under arrest for disseminating Ebola! You Europeans brought the Ebola, he said and you are disseminating to our teenagers.

I said I was sorry. Now it was 10:30 pm around and my folk was looking for me.

I saw his white pick up packed with police officers in the back.

When he saw me being interrogated, he loudly laughed asking me what brought me to the police station.

The interrogating police officer also laughed. They hugged each other and my friend told me to get in the car.

Then we went home.

Long story!

The funny thing is though. Ebola is a zillion more deadly than Covid. You did well. Always be humble and apologize. Unfortunately Covid offers a lot of good business opportunities for the uniformed goons. The only land right now who's doing the right thing. Ignore the thing altogether. Tanzania. 99.8% survives.

Neddy.

I personally have never been jailed. I do my due diligence. I make it a personal challenge to avoid nightly police checkpoints. Only one time I had a run in with some drug goons who kept me on the Gambian border for not having prescriptions on me for my medication. Idiots. I had to donate money for attaya. 6 USDollars. Other than that I had only troubles with some malayas liberating some of my property. But these were rookie mistakes.
How to avoid trouble with nightly police or army checkpoints?
Very easy. DO NOT TRAVEL AFTER NIGHTFALL Or AFTER CURFEW. Period. Africa is like the middle ages. Lock yourself in after nightfall with your girl friend. Go out nightly only in a safe area. Ask the locals. Find out where the checkpoints are. Usually chokepoints like bridges or road junctions. Avoid approaching checkpoints at night. They might be badly marked or not marked. Also afternoon might be a bad time. For example in Bissau the army is known to have agua de Bissau a local fire water. Not pleasant to deal with drunken soldiers. Always have small money on you for petty bribes. Always claim that's all you have on you. More than likely you get away. Play dumb tourist. Claim you don't understand what's he talking about.

[Taiwan Laowai]

Nice stories, perhaps a lot of apparent danger in Africa is just 'funin' with people or trying to make a living. But no doubt, we all know it's a dangerous continent. 2 of the foreigners associated with my last residence in Kampala are now dead.

1. Brazilian girl from Rio early 40's. As lockdown was about to commence, she hopped on bus and headed to Mombassa. As a proud Carioca, she didn't wanna be stranded so far away from the coast. When she got to Kisumi, she got very ill (malaria) but by that time, none of the hospitals would admit Ms. Corona. Sure enough, she didn't last a week.

2. Arrogant mainland Chinese guy and friend of the young Congolese Austrian guy who I got to know there. The Congo man understands Africa through his uncles and frequent trips. He warned the foreigner not to be so rude or try to order people around in African because "You're far from home". China guy got away with it in Uganda but over in neighboring Congo, he didn't last 2 weeks. He was basically killed somewhere in the Bush for who knows what.

3. Bonus: Manager of my place told me that when my driver got into the middle of the motorcade and pulled over, he would have been taken to their camp and probably beaten to death. Since I as an obvious tourist was sitting next to him, the gunman made split second decision to abort. Getting rid of a local for driving into presidents convoy would be easy to justify but trying to explain to a western embassy how an innocent foreign passenger got killed by the president's men would be a lot more complicated. Manager also told me that the guy would have been summarily executed for such a blunder.

[Univelton]

Have you or any other mongers here ever gone to jail in Africa? Any been in close call situations? Please regale us so we can enjoy the excitement from the safety of our monitors and keyboards.

Time back in Freetown in Sierra in 2016 during the Ebola epidemic. The curfew was a rule from around 10:00 pm to 5:00 am. So one day in the middle of the week, one of my expatriate folks took a ride to the Lumley beach, one of the 5 top beaches in the country. Anyone who visited Freetown and had chance to visit its beaches knows it.

It was around 6:00 pm after a busy day. We ordered some beer and were really hanging out.

At around 8:00 pm, a small childish cute girl (she later told me she had a kid to my astonishment) approached me and asked me to buy her a drink. She was polite and courteous. I asked the bar lady to give her whatever beer she wants.

The small girl ordered a soft drink. We were then chatted about life in Freetown and Ebola. Then she started telling stories about her family, the incident when she got impregnated by a village schoolboy. I honestly felt sympathetic for her. And attracted to her. My fingers were already very far feeling the wetness as if her story was not my concern.

Then she whispered to me "hey, can we take a short walk on the beach?" I said let us go. She took my hand and I could see her face was innocent and she was really horny. It was around 9:00 pm.

What a heck! Curfew to start in a few minutes.

We crossed the road and sat in or on the sand. I do not remember. John was already very stiff.

Important note: when in Freetown, where everything is free (not free of course), always bear with you Jimmy Hat.

Then what a crime scene action! She was in periods. But she was really enjoying and me too!! Forget about the family stories and impregnation!

Then a police officer!! Now it is more then a crime! The girl talked to him in Krio (the local language) and the police officer told her to go home and he will deal with me.

The reflex for me to apologize and apologize! I prayed all Gods and told him that I was not aware of the curfew.

So I was taken to a police station! Nearby. I was under arrest for disseminating Ebola! You Europeans brought the Ebola, he said and you are disseminating to our teenagers.

I said I was sorry. Now it was 10:30 pm around and my folk was looking for me.

I saw his white pick up packed with police officers in the back.

When he saw me being interrogated, he loudly laughed asking me what brought me to the police station.

The interrogating police officer also laughed. They hugged each other and my friend told me to get in the car.

Then we went home.

Long story!

[Albert9989]

Not in jail but not so far maybe but situation was a bit complex that time.

Was long time ago, living in ivory coast. Driving back home along the stadium, no lights there even if in town, and suddenly I saw many people in the middle of the street. They jumped on the side while I was passing through them and there I realized that it was a patrol of police and militaries due to some trouble in the city at that time.

They were shouting stop stop so I stopped, they came to me by running, all rifles directed on me.

One policeman told me to go back all together to the police station just close to there.

When we arrive a drunk policeman was shouting"put him in jail now".

They were may be 5 or 6 policemen's and same for soldiers.

Police told me: you put all of us at risk, you could have killed us!

So I tried to explain that in the dark, with "camouflage" military clothes and I stopped because I was reedy to add, and black people.

Si I didn't argue more.

But we talked like this for maybe 10 to 20 minutes.

At some point police said to soldier: but finally what do you want to do with him? It's you that he put at risk!

And chief soldier said, nothing, let him go away.

And I was then able to leave after some more excuses.

That was a situation were you have to stay very calm and not a good situation to show money.

I have many others like this. With guns on my head, but everytime the situation was going quiet after some time, long time. But you must keep control.

Not sure it could be the same now.