Jul. 8th, 2012

tenlittlebullets: (party like it's 1789)
Go out into Abidjan sometime mid-afternoon hoping that no creeper men will literally follow me home like they have the last few times

wander into marketplace-type location

sit down with a beer with the first lady who invites me to come drink with her

Three hours, two and a half beers, and one extremely strong local drink later, end up having very frank discussions about stuck-up white people, politics, live-and-let-live attitudes towards homosexuality and gender ambiguity, and men who are cheating bastards

Get introduced to EVERYONE IN THIS BAR, lend original lady my umbrella, get walked back to my hotel, ambiguous live-and-let-live flirting ensues

...I love everyone in this bar, and everyone in this bar has my phone number.