travlerajm
Talk Tennis Guru
I cannot vouch for the OP’s stories. But mine are real.I see. That’s why it’s so hard for our countries to succeed in fighting corruption. Foreign interference.
The year was 2019 — my first year self-stationed in el continento loco — and I was still unfamiliar with local rules and regulations. And I had not yet met @Sudacafan so I was on my own with no guide.
I had already learned my lesson not to stay in the historical old town in the center of the ring. This time I opted for less drama and stayed in the Equipetrol barrio on the fourth ring. That is, the nicer part of town.
I ventured on foot from my hotel through the hot winter sun wearing my widebrim gringo hat to a nearby supermarket. As I entered and began to walk toward the center of the store, I was quickly intercepted by store enforcement personnel. The young lad informed me that bringing my own mochila inside was strictly prohibited. But it turned out there were lockers by the entry, so I went out and stashed my backpack in a locker and re-entered.
But I didn’t get far…
A few minutes later, I spied an unfamiliar scaly brown fruit. I curiously leaned over and snapped a photo. But as I did that, the store enforcement kid rushed over again with his hand up. He wagged his finger at me.
“no fotos”, he scolded.
He demanded that I delete the photo. I discreetly quickly texted the illicit photo to myself, then showed him my screen as I deleted it from my photo log. He sighed in relief and finally cracked a smile.
I honestly don’t know why he was so upset about having his chirimoyas photographed?

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