Haven't seen this thread since I posted what happened to me on Thursday. On Friday night, I ran into Balcoach at the Jolly Roger. I said it was my last night in town. We wound up heading down to the Cuba Libre for a drink then back up the street to the Four Roses Bar, next to the Europa Hotel.
While sitting there just minding our own business, 3 Haitianas were standing to the side observing me. Just as I did with the ones at the Merengue, I raised my hands as claws, made a face and hissed. They also jumped back and Balcoach couldn't beleive what he was seeing. The girls cautiously walked around me and stood to the side of Balcoach. I was having a bit of a laugh at this whole silly thing, but these Haitianas were having none of it. Since his spanish is miles ahead of mine, Balcoach tried to explain to them that there was nothing to it, that I wasn't some serpent or snake. He looked at me with a
WTF?? look on his face. I'm just glad he was there to witness this behavior.
Thankfully, this devil is now back on the west coast safe and sound. Still, this whole story remains a mystery to me. I won't be back until at least next March. I hope by then any devil talk is all just water under the bridge. I hope I can show my face in the neighborhood as I do enjoy the occasional stop at El Flow or Bar Central for a cold one and I know that many Haitianas are constantly walking back and forth in that area. If any of you do see me next time sitting there, come over and say hello. I won't be hard to miss. I'll be the guy wearing the Lucifer mask!!
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