Getting out of marrying a virgin
Trip Start Oct 01, 2006
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over the next two days i was trying to politely get away and not upset anyone but the situation had gotten so bad that after a 'meeting with the parents' now it was on the table for me to pay for english lessons and that i'd be coming back to talk about marriage in november
Back in jacmel i met up with jean the dodgy cigar/weed dealer, it was pretty hard to avoid the guy.. even on my first trip up to ti-millage beach he happened to get on the same tatap as me half way to the beach, i was gauranteed to bump into the loser at least twice a day.. after the silent treatment didn't work i thought i'd get away from him by buying a cigar to shut him up, that didn't work as he would pester me to buy more. On my last night in jacmel i was having a few drinks at the beach bar there, as the sun was setting some dolphins came to play in the bay and all the haitiens came to the shoreline and were clapping and cheering the dolphins everytime they breached the water.. anyway, i didn't bother to go to the shore and i managed to witness Jean plodding along to the beach to see what the fuss was about and probably make a sale. i managed to get out of his sight and i'd thought i'd lost him.. NO CHANCE, he found me and was trying to get me to go to another café for a drink.. the bar on the beach was closing at the time so i thought i'd have one more beer before i retire to my room. Now if any traveller gets offered to go to a café in jacmel, well.. it's definately not the normal italian or french establishment serving coffee
I've tried to work out the translation of 'café' to 'brothel' on my own since.. house in creole is 'Kay'.. the slang to have sex in creole is 'fay bagay'.. which translates as 'to make'(fay) and 'thing'(bagay).. so 'kay fay' is 'house to make'.. and 'kay fay' sounds to me a little like 'café' ..my explanation could be wrong though.
I still find haiti fascinating, it has clearly climbed to my favourite country overtaking Trinidad.. it's hard to explain why i enjoy and love the country so much, i know it's something to do with watching people go about their lives and meeting and talking to the haitiens who are so friendly and always smiling and willing to help. I find haitiens have two levels of patience, sometimes they won't moan a bit when being held up because the pavement has been turned into a building site and they are scrambling over rocks and dodging newly laid cement whilst other times i have been nearly pushed onto my arse backwards out of a tap tap in the rush to get off when the drivers not going anywhere anyway until he gets paid
I do love haiten transport a lot too, in general it's colourful, very full (a joke goes 'how many haitiens can you fit on a tap-tap? ..one more!" and always an experience. One funny thing i regularly saw and heard from half a mile away were the motobikes and tap taps that tie those reinforcing cement metal rods onto the back and drag it through the streets creating noise and sparks. i was nearly decapitated when walking on the street in Jacmel because the path was blocked when a large lorry came past with stiff metal strips hanging out to the side of it, the truck was about a metre away from me as it passed but the metal strips that have now turned into blades or swords now because of the speed the drivers going felt about 5 cms from my ears as it wizzed passed.