The end of an era
Well. I´m not one to show off much, or to brag about anything, but there´s one thing I´m really proud in my life: I never had a speeding ticket. Sure got the odd parking tickets here and there, none of them my fault I´m sure... but speeding, none, zero, nada.
And il all came close to end a few days ago, driving from the mountain town of Boquete to Panama City. I´ was cruising along the lovely 4 lane highway, one of the best road so far since crossing into Central America, following traffic, a few cars in front of me going faster, when suddenly this policeman pops out of nowhere, crosses the highway, miracoulouslymanages not to get hit, and frantically waves me down and points for me to pull over to the curb... I look at the speedometer, I´m doing 106km/hour, and I was the slowest of the cars.
SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I look at Lianna, puzzled look on my face, being sure that I´m on 100km/hour zone. And then the fun started. Although fluent in Spanish, Lianna decided that at that monet, she didn´t know a word, wise move! I on the other hand didn´t have to fake it much, after 2 weeks of intense studies, my Spanish inproved tremendously, but I quickly realised that somtimes playing ignorance is just bliss!
So... shows me the radar gun, it clearly shows 106km. I ask was is the limit, he points left, there 80, than right, there is 100.... I´m in between, and the problem is: THERE IS ABSLOLUTELY NO SPEED LIMIT SIGNS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I could have been a 1 000 000km/hour, but nothing to show it!
Then he started to pretend to calculate on his mobile phone what the fee would be, than wrote on his hand 30$... I played dumb, asked why, he aid for speeding, I said why, he said for speeding, I resaid why, he resaid for speeding. I then asked for the ticket, he made it clear that he didn´t issue ticket, and that cash will be alright. I insist on paying at the bank or police station... he doesn´t seem to understand, seems like he stole my playing ignorant tactic... cheeky!!!
He then proceeds to show me the accuracy of his radar by tagging incoming cars... 82km/hour, 78 km/per hour... and magically, a last car... 120km/hour!!!! He waves the car down, tells me to get lost, and walks to the other car....
And that was that, this is how I almost had my first speeding ticket.... THE ERA LIVES ON!!!!!
And il all came close to end a few days ago, driving from the mountain town of Boquete to Panama City. I´ was cruising along the lovely 4 lane highway, one of the best road so far since crossing into Central America, following traffic, a few cars in front of me going faster, when suddenly this policeman pops out of nowhere, crosses the highway, miracoulouslymanages not to get hit, and frantically waves me down and points for me to pull over to the curb... I look at the speedometer, I´m doing 106km/hour, and I was the slowest of the cars.
SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I look at Lianna, puzzled look on my face, being sure that I´m on 100km/hour zone. And then the fun started. Although fluent in Spanish, Lianna decided that at that monet, she didn´t know a word, wise move! I on the other hand didn´t have to fake it much, after 2 weeks of intense studies, my Spanish inproved tremendously, but I quickly realised that somtimes playing ignorance is just bliss!
So... shows me the radar gun, it clearly shows 106km. I ask was is the limit, he points left, there 80, than right, there is 100.... I´m in between, and the problem is: THERE IS ABSLOLUTELY NO SPEED LIMIT SIGNS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I could have been a 1 000 000km/hour, but nothing to show it!
Then he started to pretend to calculate on his mobile phone what the fee would be, than wrote on his hand 30$... I played dumb, asked why, he aid for speeding, I said why, he said for speeding, I resaid why, he resaid for speeding. I then asked for the ticket, he made it clear that he didn´t issue ticket, and that cash will be alright. I insist on paying at the bank or police station... he doesn´t seem to understand, seems like he stole my playing ignorant tactic... cheeky!!!
He then proceeds to show me the accuracy of his radar by tagging incoming cars... 82km/hour, 78 km/per hour... and magically, a last car... 120km/hour!!!! He waves the car down, tells me to get lost, and walks to the other car....
And that was that, this is how I almost had my first speeding ticket.... THE ERA LIVES ON!!!!!
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