He was high as a kite and had evil eyes.
Trip Start Oct 06, 2004
324Trip End Ongoing
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A few days ago my brother and I were walking down Avenida Atlāntica, the main avenue running along Copacabana beach. It was a Monday about 9PM. The avenue was as busy as ever (this avenue is probably the busiest in Rio, and also considered pretty safe due to the number of people, tourists and cops). We were walking towards Ipanema and Leblon for some food, when a guy walked up to me and said "Give me money". I thought he was an ordinary beggar, and told him "No, I don't have any money". The guy continued "asking" for money, and I didn't understand what was going on before he pointed down towards his stomach and said "Look, look". He had something under his t-shirt, and he wanted me to think it was a gun. I doubt he really had a gun, but at the time I had no interest in finding out
I have written a couple of blogs earlier about how nothing really scary have happened to me so far. All this have gotten my guard down to ankle level. I have become extremely relaxed. So relaxed that I took no precautions this particular night (who expects to get robbed on Avenida Atlāntica at 9PM?). Usually when going out, I split up my money and valuables between several pockets. So in case I get robbed, I can hand over a few bills from one pocket and hope the idiot is happy with that. But not this night, I had about US $80 in Brazilian currency as well as a credit card all in one pocket (how stupid can you be my brother just laughed). At the time I didn't think about it, but I also wore my shiny watch (probably what attracted him to me in the first place). For more than a year I have been using my watch constantly down here without problems, however I know it's not the smartest thing to do as it may attract muggers.
So I put my hand in the pocket and hoped to fish out a few smaller bills, to see if that would make him happy
Afterwards we decided to go to Natraj in Leblon and have an Indian curry, no matter how expensive it was (we expected it to be pretty expensive). It was definitively the most expensive curry so far on the trip, but we didn't care. We both ordered a Korma, but unfortunately it tasted more like an old shredded hen mixed with dishwater. So when the bill came, it felt like being robbed once again. Only it hurt more this time.
We have now been in Rio over a week, a bit longer than first planned. So tomorrow we'll move about four hours south to Paraty. Hopefully no more stories of this sort.