horrible mugging in Honduras
I was walking along a beach in Honduras with my girlfriend when suddenly we were surrounded by 10 teenagers waving machetes and skewers who were probably as frightened as we were. They were yelling and slapping me with the flats of the machetes and separated my GF from me and proceeded to strip us of anything valuable we had (very little, but they made me take off my sandles). They were very panicky and jumpy and were screaming and yelling in our faces. I had to take off a ring that had never ever come off before, or they would have chopped my finger off. They were groping my GF, looking in her bra for money, and grabbing me round my bollocks, when they found we only had enough cash on us to buy drinks. They couldn't believe that we weren't hiding roills of notes, and this made them really angry.

They then decided the best thing for us was to take us into some nearby woods (luckily my spanish is pretty good so I could understand them) so I started saying "come on guys, you got your treasure, you don't want to dow anything to us now let us go, and by the way we are NOT going in those trees". They started getting really het up by this point and visions of gang rape and cut throats was seriously running through my mind, when suddenly a guy on a horse comes out of nowhere and placed his horse between us and them and we were able to escape. God knows what might have happened had he not come along, he is owed some serious karma.
(Nathalie Imbruglia's Cellist's Cello, Fri 26 Nov 2004, 12:01, Reply)