You know you’re in afrika when you get shaken down at a routine “traffic stop” and the “police” find “BEEG problem”. You point out that they don’t have any bullets in the second cops kalishnikov and that you’d rather be at the pub. 2 heinekens are exchanged as well as pleasantries and all problems disappear, smiles and handshakes ensue, and you are expeditiously Enroute to your original destination.