There I stood on the highway shoulder, probably 10-15 kilometers from Pattaya. It was pitch black and the cars were just zooming by. I carefully made my way to the other side of the highway. After some time, I managed to wave down a taxi.
The driver rolled down the window. He didn't understand much English, but luckily I had learned the Thai numbers so we agreed on a price to Pattaya. I got in and sat down next to the him. All I could see as we cruised down the motorway were headlights and the silhouettes of trees.
All of a sudden the cab driver hit the breaks and crossed over to the shoulder. Then, he turned off the highway into a narrow dirt road that was lined with trees. We were literally flying down that dirt track, straight into the forest.
I got really scared and started to look for the door handle in the dark, in case I had to escape. What was he up to? Was he going to rob me?
The situation got even worse when he switched off the headlights. Now, I knew I was in serious trouble. The driver was speeding down the bumpy track with just the dashboard lights on.
Then, he jammed the breaks until the car came to a complete stop. By now, I had started to
panic and was reaching for the door handle with my left hand. The driver leaned forward and got something from under the floor mat. That's when I saw the reflections of the revolver.
He dashed out of the car and ran towards a bamboo hut. I was in a state of shock, I couldn't move. I stayed in my seat till the driver got back...
He was only away for about a minute, turned the car around, switched on the headlights and backtracked to the highway. Just before we entered Pattaya, the driver uttered with a smile on his face, "CIA."
The guy was a police officer and wanted to drop off his gun, without waking up his family.
That night, I felt lucky to be alive.
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