Blue Lights Flashing

So, that conniving GPS/navigation woman in my phone decides to suggest a "faster route" home from the biokinetist's. I decide to fall for the trap which passes through the rugby stadium, which unbeknownst to me, is hosting a function that includes half of government. I turn straight into the V.I.P lane and all I see is blue lights flashing.

I froze immediately as 17...yes i counted 17 policemen clad in their v.i.p escort uniforms descend on my vehicle like I'm some Columbian drug lord. These guys hurriedly hastened me out of the way...I just found myself by the side of the road as more blue approaches in the view mirror. I just sat there mortified as I glanced to see who was approaching and lo and behold, 'twas the big man himself. Questions flew through my mind. 

-Will they search my car and I
-will they think i'm a threat (wouldnt help, the fact that I am foreign) etc
-will i get beat?? (Wink wink)

Oh...and jus to top things off...my passport and driver's license were in another gym bag...so no identification.

After passage of el presidente, I was promptly sent on my way...with my own "one bike escort" till I was back on the highway.

You gotta love Nam cops. #