The Legion Etranger was all over the place in Djibouti. Their guys are proficient and don't go in for candyass niceties like a/c or mosquito nets. We rode in big FORCEPRO convoys every time we went into town...they rode bikes.
Quick quiz: you're out and about on a sunny morning and you see a fit young man with fashionably coiffed hair, oversized D-G sunglasses, skintight short-shorts and a collared shirt.
Is he:
a) a young gay man on the way to the beach, or
b) a Foreign Legion major on the way to a meeting with an Admiral?
If you guessed (a), you're wrong. If you guessed (b), welcome to Djibouti.