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So i thought i would share this story of my travels in Spain, in this case Madrid. As to this day (this happened 6 months ago) it still makes me wonder if i narrowly dodged being mugged or not ? (excuse the story length)
I was alone this particular day as it was the last part of my travel trip and most my friends had gone to do their own thing. I was window shopping in the Malasaña area when this dark skinned (cant tell if he is foreign or Spanish), shortish, slightly chubby man with a bandanna approaches me holding out a packet of tissues speaking Spanish. I figure he wants some coins and i only had card so tell him "no thanks" and continued walking down the street. I go into one store, come out and he is still there holding out these tissues and talking spanish. i start laughing at his persistence and tell him "the answer is still no" and continue walking.
I turn around and notice he is still following me with a few meters distance behind me. I stop, let him catch up. He walks over to me holding out these tissues and i firmly tell him with a pissed off look "STOP". We have a stare off for a solid minute and i continue walking checking out some of the fashion stores, and this cat and mouse still continues for about 30 minutes.
Eventually i see a supermarket, and i decide its a good time to buy a water and protein bar, he follows me to the shop and stands at the front on his phone. I finally think "sucked in, i win" and continue my search for protein bars. NEXT MINUTE I LOOK UP AND SEE HIM FOLLOWING ME AROUND THE SHOPPING AISLE ! Now im PISSED OFF. I grab my water and bar and go to the counter to pay. He follows me to the counter, Stands at the end of the check out, eating a breadroll, starring. I stare back and he points to the card machine and says something (i guess he says "go on and pay"). I stare him now ready for a fight and aggressively tell him to FUCK OFF. He swears back in Spanish and walks out.
So i pay, proceed to walk out and suddenly this HUGE LOUD motercycle roars up with one of the scariest looking bikers riding it, covered in tattoos all over his bold head, and parks right at the front. And the tissue stalker walks right on over to him ! now i think "oh shit".... but before i can plan my next move a street sweeper proceeds down the foot path spraying water everywhere and clearing the tissue stalker and the biker guy so they avoid getting washed away. I used this as my chance to get the hell out of there, and ran right behind the sweeper as it passed and down the street, quickly down a side street and hid in a building arch way, i think i hear a bike fly past... wait a few minutes and then rush back to my hotel. PHEW
Has this happened to anyone else ? Did i dodge a travel scam or am i just over thinking things? This story aside, i really enjoyed Madrid, the food and night life was great. But this finished my trip on a sour note.
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