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last night i went to couch surfing meeting in copacabana, stayed later than i intended and had to catch the bus instead of the metro. it was about 2am and i decided to get off the bus by a favela called jacarezinho which is close to my house, and i started walking home. i heard a voice from the shadows saying "stop", which i ignored, but the voice called again and when i looked i saw two guys with big guns and police uniforms. so i walked over and started talking to them.
"can i help you?"
"where are your drugs"
"what?!"
"you've just been to jacare...where's your drugs?
"i don't have any drugs"
"come on, why don't you just tell us what you have"
"i don't have anything..."
"well, what are you doing here, where do you live"
"i'm going home, i just got off the [number] bus, i live nearby"
"yeah right...let's search you"
so they searched me and after finding nothing, sent me on my way.
i walked down the street, turned the corner and there's another two cops, one points his gun at me and tells me to stop
"woah...calm yourself...i've just spoken to your friends back there"
"what are you doing here?"
"trying to get home"
"you've been to jacarezinho...where's your cocaine"
*shakes head*
"ah, marijuana, you have marijuana, yes"
"no, i don't have anything"
"ah sure, you like to smoke marijuana..." turns to the other cop "this ****ing gringo goes to jacare to buy marijuana and thinks it's ok, he thinks it's cool..." turns back to me "so where's your drugs"
"if you want to find marijuana why don't you to jacare yourself instead of pointing your gun at me..."(i, luckily, managed to stop myself from calling him a son of a ***** or a coward at this point)
"you speak bull****, gringo, why don't you make it easy and give me the drugs"
"nah, i trust in Jesus Christ, have you heard about his good news? i don't need drugs..."
"bull****, we'll see when i search you"
so the guy searches me and predictably finds nothing. the bastard did grab my balls though, at which point i made an excited yelp and he withdrew his hand very quickly in disgust, then told me to **** off, muttering obscenities under his breath. i walk off chuckling to myself.
i was quite drunk when i got the bus but the cops pointing guns at me sobered me up a lot! obviously i hadn't done anything wrong, but i was a bit concerned that the cops might try some to plant something and then extract a bribe, but i think the fact that i look like a scruffy bum and had like 2 reais in my pocket put them off that idea! i was pleasantly surprised that i was able to be a bit cheeky in portguese, pissed at 2am, as well.
fun and games, fun and games...
"can i help you?"
"where are your drugs"
"what?!"
"you've just been to jacare...where's your drugs?
"i don't have any drugs"
"come on, why don't you just tell us what you have"
"i don't have anything..."
"well, what are you doing here, where do you live"
"i'm going home, i just got off the [number] bus, i live nearby"
"yeah right...let's search you"
so they searched me and after finding nothing, sent me on my way.
i walked down the street, turned the corner and there's another two cops, one points his gun at me and tells me to stop
"woah...calm yourself...i've just spoken to your friends back there"
"what are you doing here?"
"trying to get home"
"you've been to jacarezinho...where's your cocaine"
*shakes head*
"ah, marijuana, you have marijuana, yes"
"no, i don't have anything"
"ah sure, you like to smoke marijuana..." turns to the other cop "this ****ing gringo goes to jacare to buy marijuana and thinks it's ok, he thinks it's cool..." turns back to me "so where's your drugs"
"if you want to find marijuana why don't you to jacare yourself instead of pointing your gun at me..."(i, luckily, managed to stop myself from calling him a son of a ***** or a coward at this point)
"you speak bull****, gringo, why don't you make it easy and give me the drugs"
"nah, i trust in Jesus Christ, have you heard about his good news? i don't need drugs..."
"bull****, we'll see when i search you"
so the guy searches me and predictably finds nothing. the bastard did grab my balls though, at which point i made an excited yelp and he withdrew his hand very quickly in disgust, then told me to **** off, muttering obscenities under his breath. i walk off chuckling to myself.
i was quite drunk when i got the bus but the cops pointing guns at me sobered me up a lot! obviously i hadn't done anything wrong, but i was a bit concerned that the cops might try some to plant something and then extract a bribe, but i think the fact that i look like a scruffy bum and had like 2 reais in my pocket put them off that idea! i was pleasantly surprised that i was able to be a bit cheeky in portguese, pissed at 2am, as well.
fun and games, fun and games...
almost everything that's happened since i got here has been good, but of course, i knew that some less cool things would happen too at some point.
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