Nothing so liberalizes a man and expands the kindly instincts that nature put in him as travel and contact with many kinds of people – Mark Twain
At the end of 2007 I went on a group trip to the West coast of America, going from San Diego to San Francisco and what a wild 10 days it was! We went to Los Angeles, then Phoenix, partied hard and went on the highest thrill ride in the world in Las Vegas, rode a helicopter to the bottom of the Grand Canyon and hiked through some waterfalls, visited Yosemite Park and had a quick stop at the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco.
We started off though in San Diego, a city I loved instantly and after a quick boat ride tour we crossed over the nearby Mexican border into Tijuana. It was pretty hassle free getting through and we entered onto the main street which just seemed to be an endless stream of restaurants and drug stores. We had a lovely meal in a Mexican (fancy that) restaurant and soon after one of the waiters seemed intent on getting us absolutely pissed. He appeared with a huge bottle of tequila and a whistle…I’ll be honest I was scared. He then proceeded to go around the table, grab one of our heads and force it back to pour the tequila in, whilst blowing away on his whistle. There was definitely no arguing here, we were getting wasted if we wanted to or not! Before we’d almost finished off the whole bottle he started to pour our beers in at the same time. Then we had a few Margaritas and we were all well and truly gone, definitely a lunch I won’t forget!
On the way back to the coach me and a few of the guys kept getting men shouting at us “DONKEY SHOW, DONKEY SHOW!” Now we honestly had no idea what this was but it sounded like fun, especially after finishing off a bottle of Tequila. We headed in and a group of old men sat us down, we were excited…maybe the donkeys would do some tricks for us. An old woman then suddenly appeared and asked us in an erotic kind of way if we were “up for a good time.” We bolted straight for the door, she must have been about 50. Definitely not what we had in mind and not a donkey in sight.
Up until a few months ago I stayed completely oblivious to what a donkey show actually was and just presumed they messed up the translation or something, how wrong could I be. I can’t remember how it came up in conversation but my friend sent me the Wikipedia page and I felt sick.
“A donkey show is an alleged type of sexual performance most often associated with Tijuana, Mexico, in which a local woman engages in zoophilia with a donkey”
Well well…what if we had stayed in that strange little bar a few more minutes, what horrors would we have seen? Let this be a warning to anyone visiting Tijuana…enter these places at your own peril!