While walking to Sofra (see review), Devin and I were approached by a man riding his bicycle while carrying a plastic bag. I thought it was another man trying to get baksheesh from us, so I thought nothing more of it. I walked in pace while listening to him talk with Devin, but my ears perked up when the man’s voice started getting more excited. He said “You no take picture with my cobra here in my plastic bag?” The man was carrying a COBRA in his bag while riding his bike! Now, those of you who know me know of my strong aversion to any kind of snake. So naturally, I stopped in the middle of the street with cars whizzing past me and put my hands up as if I was about to be arrested. My body froze. I did not care about being hit by bikes, cars, or buses because that man had a COBRA! Devin laughed some more. I did not.
Who carries around a COBRA?!?