Back in the 80s in the UK, I was in College in Birmingham in West Midland about 2 and a half hours away from London. I had a Flat mate in the US one's Roommate.
He is Arab from Oman and was on a government scholarship. The amount of monthly grants from the Omans government in the 80s was outrageous.
We shared two houses, and he won't let me pay the rent after the first month.
London in the summer without the rain was always fun then and the last Friday of each August are bank Holiday which gives us a long weekend till Tuesday. During these weekends. Are Notting Hill Gate Carnivals.
One of these weekends, Saleh and I decided to come to London for the carnival and we booked a hotel in the best part of town.
He had seen white girls in classes but was terrified to approach them. He is good-looking looking, rich but lacks confidence. After roaming around the carnival most of the day, we decided to go to a nightclub afterward.
At the club, we met two different girls and got plastered and the other girl decided to take him home. I was so chuffed for him, and I took a taxi back to the hotel. This was around 2 am.
I remember getting a continuous loud bang on the door and I looked through the peephole and a policeman was standing on the other side of the door. I opened the door, and the first question was do you know an Arab guy called Saleh I was like we both attend the same college and we are in London together.
The police said a few people called to say an Arab-looking guy who was drunk, was knocking on people's doors with a packet of condoms in his hand asking if a young white girl was there.
I jumped back. The police brought him back to the hotel because they found hotel stuff in his pocket and called the hotel for verification before bringing him over.
I took over and he went to sleep. The next morning, I asked him about the incident last night.
He was drunk and when they got to the girl's apartment, she asked him to go and get a condom at the gas station because the houses on London Street residential are look alike, sometimes they are even painted the same, you need to the no of the house if you do not live there.
He went to the gas station and didn't have the no of the girl's house
So, he decided to try a lot of houses on the street
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