If you can believe it, I've only been there once - and it was for business (during the days of the hounta). On the way back, a police officer sitting behind my friend kept on knocking his chair and when he stood up, the cop hit him - tearing his chin.

As soon as the plance landed, police came on board and arrested the officer. I really had to argue hard and quickly to get my friend to drop his charges (it is better to have a cop as a friend, than as an enemy). He was called Niko and was (has died) and I still feel he is the best friend I ever had.