While I was taking the photos of this truck a groups of men and a few boys started hollering at me very hard, In a very dangerous and threatening way, I could not figure out what they wanted, I finally had to go and talk with a few truck drivers in the bar, luckily they was ok, while the boys corralling me there were not. I had about five of them grabbing me, it was not good, in fact, maybe the worst case of violence I have encountered in 10 years of travel.
BULLIES I have finally keyed in on what the African culture is or the men, not the women, they are bullies. The one on one is not a problem, it can be, however not severe. In Togoville, three separate times a problem happened or a pushy man talked and wanted too much, he did not leave; I almost clubbed the one drunken one.
In the end, with patience and not threatening them, I have been able to dissolve the situation, on the other hand, I needed to stand my ground, and they do need to know they are in for a fight.
I was against my will made to walk over and talk with the bullies; I think my insistence that I did not talk French took away their fun because they were not able to argue with me. The finally got bored, too many adults, and not enough just plain bullies.
