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Dez's Digital Nomad Thread: Colombia (2 Viewers)

Usually this means there's a guy she is committed to enough that he gets to be pissed if some gringo keeps posting thirsty emojis every time she posts a butt pic. No idea if that's the case, but that's first, obvious answer. 

That fishing for 20 bucks on top if blocking you, hmmmm, I'd be wary.

Just from reading, I would guess she has a main dude, but is willing to break off a little Dez when she's on the road.  

It might be straight transactional for her, or maybe she just wants to get a free meal on her night off.  If she's cool enough that you are cool with just her company for dinner, excellent. If not, I dunno if I would pursue 


Yeah, I would definitely agree with that but I've never made any comments on her pics or even liked them that I can recall.  Outside the first 6 months of knowing her our relationship has been at arms length.  And our communication has always been through WhatsApp rather than IG.

I'm cool with just hanging out and treating her to a free dinner.  I've never really thought I had much of a chance with her anyway, but we've talked for so long as friends I've still wanted to meet her.

 
What a brutal 10 days.  Didn't hear from Nasli on Monday after her classes.  I didn't really expect to so I went about my normal routine after work (gym, etc.) but still.  Was supposed to meet up with 25-year old Evy today, we've been talking for about a month and a half, but she canceled on me at the last minute.  Something about her and her roommates taking care of bills and something else with the landlord.  I haven't been out with one chica.  Even the ones I'm friends with keep saying "next week."

I still feel like I've got a lot of pieces in motion (chatting with girls on whatsapp, new matches on Tinder) I just haven't gotten anything to click yet.  It feels like if it all comes together it could be a downpour.

Supposed to go out tomorrow night for beers with 32-year old English teacher Melissa.  She said she's not looking for anything serious, but I'm not sure she's looking for anything more than beers.  We'll see how it goes.  And now Nasli just wrote to me saying she was going to be nearby tomorrow night.  Sorry for her.

I wrote to Lizeth last night and she told me she was traveling to Bogota early Thursday and would write to me when she got here and we would see what we could do.  I told her that I brought a little gift with me from home in case we saw each other (good old B&BW, of course) which seemed to excite her.  She wanted to know what it was but I told her it was a surprise.  I asked my buddy to check out her IG profile again, and this time he said that it was private (the first time he could see all the pics).  Still not sure what all that's about.  Like I said, we've never really been anything other than friendly so not sure why to block me and also make her profile private.  Maybe it does have something to do with a guy.

 
Finally!  Met up with Melissa yesterday about 7:30pm at a nearby artisanal beer place El Mono Bandido, kind of a quirky and interesting bar.  Her pics were ok but she was definitely cuter in person.  She teaches English and is getting ready to quit her job and travel to Asia for a while, so that's why she's not looking for anything serious.  We got along great, and had a really good conversation.  We each had a couple of beers and were there until almost 11pm, the time really flew by which is always a good sign.  I realized early that the night wasn't going to end up anywhere other than each of us heading home, as she gets up at 5am to catch the bus at 6am and start teaching at 7am, but that was ok, we put some good groundwork down.  We kissed a bit in the bar towards the end then left and caught a taxi.  Dropped me off first then she went home.

 
Yesterday Nasli told me that she was going to be back in the area in the evening around 7pm with a friend of hers.  Lizeth was supposed to be getting in yesterday also and said she was going to write to me, but I figured that might not happen so I told Nasli great let me know and we can meet up.  We wrote back and forth a bit and around 6:30pm I asked her where we could meet up.  I showered, etc. then sent another message.  Then called and no answer.  At about 8:45pm I decided to call it a night.  At 9:15pm she wrote saying that she'd had to turn around because there was some problem at home.  I've given her more chances than I usually do, especially given the fact that we've never met, because I think she's sincere and really does want to meet me.  But it's hard getting used to what a minute to minute culture it is here, it's crazy.

About 10pm or so I messaged Lizeth asking her if she'd gotten in alright.  This morning she replied saying good morning and that she was good.  I didn't reply and a few hours later she wrote again saying that she'd arrived yesterday very tired, and that she'd write to me later about getting together.  I'm not sure if that means today or sometime while she's here so I just said ok.

Headed to Valledupar tomorrow for the weekend to see Delight, so at least I have that to look forward to.  She's seemed a little more excited recently that I'm coming, so it should be fun.  Valledupar is the cradle of vallenato music, which I think I mentioned last time I don't particularly like, but it's very popular in Colombia and on the coast.  Should be nice and hot, so I'll get out of the cold and rain for a couple of days.

 
OMG where's the :doh: ?  Delight has been sick for two weeks with major stomach problems (diarrhea and vomiting).  I've been telling her the whole time that she needed to go to the doctor, that after 1-2 days that could be serious.  She wrote to me this afternoon that she was sick again but still refusing to go to the doctor.  And now just an hour ago she wrote telling me that she's in the hospital.  Of course they asked her why she waited 11 days to come, they want to admit her, evaluate her, etc.  They're hydrating her intravenously and gave her something for her stomach.  She (they?) think she has an infection but I don't know if they've given her anything for that.

I asked her if she was going to be in the hospital, if I should still go or wait, and she said she didn't know.

 
Well, I can't seem to get anything right this trip.  I decided to cancel everything since I didn't know what was going on with Delight and I didn't want to cause her any more stress.  Originally I thought I'd still go and if I ended up by myself then so be it.  But in the end I cancelled the airbnb (and ate 80% of the reservation) and changed the ticket (I called the airline and they basically told me if I didn't use it I'd lose the money so I had to re-book something).  I actually ended up making two changes to the ticket and added another 75% to the original cost.  I'm taking a 4-day weekend over Memorial Day anyway and had been thinking about going to Barranquilla where the chicas actually seem to want to see me, so I changed the ticket to do that.

Delight got home from the hospital at 2am, then woke up this morning (feeling better, of course) thinking she was going to see me and surprised/disappointed that I'd cancelled.  :doh: :kicksrock: :sadbanana: :cry: :wall: :censored: :rant: .  I'm not sure there are enough emojis or exactly which ones I'm feeling today.  She understood and was very sweet and tried to make me feel better, saying that it was just an inconvenience and we'll see each other another time, and that I made the best decision I could.

I don't know what the right decision was.  The whole thing had me on tilt yesterday and I just couldn't think clearly.  I guess I should have stuck with the original plan and risked ending up by myself.  Because here I am now in Bogota with nothing to do and by myself anyway, lonely and depressed.  Some trips go amazingly (I remember coming to Bogota for a week and going out with 8 different girls) and others are :tfp: .  And so far that's what this one is, nothing seems to be going right. 

Ok, I guess I feel a little better now getting all that out.  I wasn't even sure I was going to get out of bed today.  I guess the good news is that I've still got 5 more weeks to salvage this thing.  If I can just come up with something to do today.  Maybe I'll head down to Candelaria (the historic center) and walk around or something, or try to find some good food somewhere. *sigh*

 
Well, I can't seem to get anything right this trip.  I decided to cancel everything since I didn't know what was going on with Delight and I didn't want to cause her any more stress.  Originally I thought I'd still go and if I ended up by myself then so be it.  But in the end I cancelled the airbnb (and ate 80% of the reservation) and changed the ticket (I called the airline and they basically told me if I didn't use it I'd lose the money so I had to re-book something).  I actually ended up making two changes to the ticket and added another 75% to the original cost.  I'm taking a 4-day weekend over Memorial Day anyway and had been thinking about going to Barranquilla where the chicas actually seem to want to see me, so I changed the ticket to do that.

Delight got home from the hospital at 2am, then woke up this morning (feeling better, of course) thinking she was going to see me and surprised/disappointed that I'd cancelled.  :doh: :kicksrock: :sadbanana: :cry: :wall: :censored: :rant: .  I'm not sure there are enough emojis or exactly which ones I'm feeling today.  She understood and was very sweet and tried to make me feel better, saying that it was just an inconvenience and we'll see each other another time, and that I made the best decision I could.

I don't know what the right decision was.  The whole thing had me on tilt yesterday and I just couldn't think clearly.  I guess I should have stuck with the original plan and risked ending up by myself.  Because here I am now in Bogota with nothing to do and by myself anyway, lonely and depressed.  Some trips go amazingly (I remember coming to Bogota for a week and going out with 8 different girls) and others are :tfp: .  And so far that's what this one is, nothing seems to be going right. 

Ok, I guess I feel a little better now getting all that out.  I wasn't even sure I was going to get out of bed today.  I guess the good news is that I've still got 5 more weeks to salvage this thing.  If I can just come up with something to do today.  Maybe I'll head down to Candelaria (the historic center) and walk around or something, or try to find some good food somewhere. *sigh*
Have you ever had much luck just meeting women out and about?  I LOVE travelling solo. Go grab a beer somewhere with some action. Chat with folks. Wander the city. Go for some hikes. 
 

By pinning so much of your trip happiness on hooking up with random women it feels like you're painting yourself into a corner. There's so much fun to be had that doesn't involve hanging at the whim of young indecisive women. IMO if they sense that you're actually doing #### outside waiting on them and texting them, it may even help, 

 
Have you ever had much luck just meeting women out and about?  I LOVE travelling solo. Go grab a beer somewhere with some action. Chat with folks. Wander the city. Go for some hikes. 
 

By pinning so much of your trip happiness on hooking up with random women it feels like you're painting yourself into a corner. There's so much fun to be had that doesn't involve hanging at the whim of young indecisive women. IMO if they sense that you're actually doing #### outside waiting on them and texting them, it may even help, 
Good to see you back in the thread, GB!

I do ok meeting PEOPLE out and about, like the random folks I met at the butcher's last week, but not meeting women.  I'm a friendly person, but not extroverted.  And I definitely don't do well approaching women.  Colombia is a great place to try to get over that, because even if they aren't interested they won't make you feel like a worm like American women do.  I keep telling myself I need to try the day game and force myself, but I guess years of trauma are hard to get over lol.  I'm just much more comfortable building a rapport before meeting up, and things go much smoother.

That was part of the reason I went to the falls last week.  I don't want to be completely pinned to the chicas, and would like to get out and about and do other things and enjoy my time here.  I guess I just tend to get caught up in the dating part.  Thanks for the pep talk, stick with me!

 
Yeah, I'd echo Icon's sentiments.  I think you're pinning too much on these random girls and they feel that.  Do your own thing and invite them along but if they don't reciprocate, keep It moving.  On to the next.  You're a single and successful gringo in Colombia, don't forget that.  

And I'm normally not one to pay to play but while in Colombia it may be a fun experience.  From what I hear, the quality is much higher than in the states and more bang your buck.  Would also make for a great Friday post :popcorn:

Take care and have fun down there Dez!

 
Well, I can't seem to get anything right this trip.  I decided to cancel everything since I didn't know what was going on with Delight and I didn't want to cause her any more stress.  Originally I thought I'd still go and if I ended up by myself then so be it.  But in the end I cancelled the airbnb (and ate 80% of the reservation) and changed the ticket (I called the airline and they basically told me if I didn't use it I'd lose the money so I had to re-book something).  I actually ended up making two changes to the ticket and added another 75% to the original cost.  I'm taking a 4-day weekend over Memorial Day anyway and had been thinking about going to Barranquilla where the chicas actually seem to want to see me, so I changed the ticket to do that.

Delight got home from the hospital at 2am, then woke up this morning (feeling better, of course) thinking she was going to see me and surprised/disappointed that I'd cancelled.  :doh: :kicksrock: :sadbanana: :cry: :wall: :censored: :rant: .  I'm not sure there are enough emojis or exactly which ones I'm feeling today.  She understood and was very sweet and tried to make me feel better, saying that it was just an inconvenience and we'll see each other another time, and that I made the best decision I could.

I don't know what the right decision was.  The whole thing had me on tilt yesterday and I just couldn't think clearly.  I guess I should have stuck with the original plan and risked ending up by myself.  Because here I am now in Bogota with nothing to do and by myself anyway, lonely and depressed.  Some trips go amazingly (I remember coming to Bogota for a week and going out with 8 different girls) and others are :tfp: .  And so far that's what this one is, nothing seems to be going right. 

Ok, I guess I feel a little better now getting all that out.  I wasn't even sure I was going to get out of bed today.  I guess the good news is that I've still got 5 more weeks to salvage this thing.  If I can just come up with something to do today.  Maybe I'll head down to Candelaria (the historic center) and walk around or something, or try to find some good food somewhere. *sigh*
Hang in there!  Every week can’t be a real life Boogie Nights!!!  Just think…..you could be 47, married, with two kids, scraping by an existence in the Midwest……hypothetically……

I’ve loved Colombia since college.  My closest female friend in undergrad grew up in Bogota. She’s got 4 sisters, and they are just a ton of fun.  Super warm, welcoming, lots of drama, etc.   But man….my friend is just absurdly unreliable and always has been.  It became a running joke……if we were supposed to meet at 2pm, I learned over time that she wouldn’t show up until 3pm, at best.  Always running an  hour or two late.  Always.

Despite that, she’s great. Her whole family is.  Love the culture.  Love the accent — as she would say it’s the most pure Spanish in all of Latin America.  Love the food.  Etc.

And yes, one of these days I’m taking a sabbatical and moving to Colombia for a month.

 
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Hang in there!  Every week can’t be a real life Boogie Nights!!!  Just think…..you could be 47, married, with two kids, scraping by an existence in the Midwest……hypothetically……

I’ve loved Colombia since college.  My closest female friend in undergrad grew up in Bogota. She’s got 4 sisters, and they are just a ton of fun.  Super warm, welcoming, lots of drama, etc.   But man….my friend is just absurdly unreliable and always has been.  It became a running joke……if we were supposed to meet at 2pm, I learned over time that she wouldn’t show up until 3pm, at best.  Always running an  hour or two late.  Always.

Despite that, she’s great. Her whole family is.  Love the culture.  Love the accent — as she would say it’s the most pure Spanish in all of Latin America.  Love the food.  Etc.

And yes, one of these days I’m taking a sabbatical and moving to Colombia for a month.
Yep that's the Latin culture as a whole, and definitely in Colombia.  Not very reliable.

Hold on... this is the chica that has the big attitude though, right?

 
Ok, so I ended up having a really nice day yesterday.  You may recall my 26-year old friend Sara B. who I hooked up with a couple of trips ago when I passed through Bogota and who now has a boyfriend.  Well she'd been sick last week and so I still hadn't seen her, just like I hadn't seen any of my other amigas yet (four in total that I'm expecting to see this trip).  Well I wrote to her and asked if she was free.  She knew that I was supposed to go to Valledupar and asked me what was up and I just said that I was in a bad mood and would tell her about it later.  She said of course she was available for me and that I should swing by her place at 1:45pm and we could go to Candelaria and walk/talk.

I ended up getting there about 2pm and we went straight to Candelaria.  It was pretty busy, as it's a popular place to walk around and hang out on the weekends, and the popular candidate for president, Petro, was to make an appearance.  He's a socialist who keeps getting closer, and most people I know seem to think he will win the election next weekend.  We walked around for a while and went over to the Plaza de Bolivar which is where the main government buildings (Congress, Supreme Court, President's house) are.  There's also the Cathedral Primada de Colombia.  We walked around and took some pictures of the plaza, and then some couple stopped us and wanted to hear me speak English.  I think the guy was from Bogota and the wife was from Cali, and they had a little girl with them as well.  We talked to them for a little bit and then they asked me to take a picture with the wife.  Sure, why not? :lol: :shrug: .  Reminded me of the days when I felt more famous here lol.

From there we went walking up an inclined street towards the mountains.  When we got to the top of the street and were trying to decide which way to go to find a place to eat, a couple of girls stopped and asked us for help.  They were both 22 years old, from Israel, and they had been traveling South America for several weeks, I think with a group.  They had been to Brazil, Argentina, Peru, and were now in Colombia.  The night before one of the girls had her cell phone stolen during a rumba and they were looking for a police station so she could report it.  The one her lost her phone spoke some Spanish, but mostly English so I was translating between her and Sara.  The other girl spoke little English and less Spanish.  Sara and I both told the first girl that her phone was gone and that the police wouldn't even bother with it.  She said she kind of figured that but that she needed an official police report to submit to her insurance to get reimbursed.  A couple of policia came riding by on a motorcycle and we stopped them to ask where the nearest police station was.  They said go back down to the bottom of the hill and make a left.  So we walked back down the hill with the girls and took a left, where we saw a couple more police officers.  They said go two blocks that way and make a right.  So we did, and came across several more officers standing watch.  We asked them where the police station was and they said go two blocks that way and make a right.  So we did.  We came across a private security guy at a building and asked him where the police station was, and he said go down to the end of this street and take a left.  So we did, and finally there was the police station.  We talked to the 18-year old kid standing watch outside, and he said that they girls couldn't file a report there, that they would have to go to the main station somewhere else.  The one girl pulled out her phone, and the kid put the address in to her Uber app and we waited there until it came to pick them up.  The kid officer told Sara that we should go with them, but she didn't really want to, so we waved goodbye.  I was a little disappointed because while we were talking the girl who lost her phone asked me if Sara and I were together and seemed somewhat pleased when I said no.  And she and her friend guessed that I was 28 years old, which Sara and I both got a kick out of and turned into a running joke the rest of the day.

From there we took an Uber back to Chapinero (the area where Sara B. lives) to a pizza place to finally eat.  We had a good time and I told her what had happened with my Valledupar trip.  She said that she had a brother who lived there and that she had told him I was coming in case I wanted someone to go out with, etc.  Very sweet of her.  I asked her why she hadn't introduced me to any of her friends yet, and she said she'd been going through them all and that none of them were slim enough for me.  I said now that's a buena amiga! :lol:   Then she told me about some problems she's been having with her boyfriend and that she wasn't sure if they were going to stay together.

From there we went walking back to her place.  It was about 8pm and the walk was a little sketchy, but probably not too bad.  On the way we passed a very popular club called Theatron, which I've heard great things about.  She said she's never been there but that we would make plans to go.  Her brother has been staying with her for the past couple of weeks so he was at the apartment when we arrived.  It was pretty nice, but it was basically a small hotel room with a small kitchen and a patio in the back.  Not a place I'd want to live in, let alone share with someone.  We had a couple of beers and listened to music, talked, and had a great time.  Her brother was fun too.  We were laughing about the age thing and Sara asked her brother how old he guessed I was.  He said 30 or 31, which I attributed to the lighting lol.  I finally left and had a good conversation with the Uber driver who had lived in Miami for several years, so we spent the time complimenting each other on our English/Spanish.  Got back to my apartment around 11:45pm and called it a (successful) day/night. 

 
I almost forgot!  You may have not received any more updates from good ol' Dez as of yesterday.  While Sara and I were walking in Candelaria on our way to the Plaza de Bolivar, we were on the sidewalk and suddenly heard a crash behind us.  We turned to look and there was a very large palm branch laying in the road, right in front of a car that had slammed on its brakes to keep from hitting it.  We stood there looking at this branch, wondering where it came from.  Then we looked up and realized that it had fallen from the tree we had just walked by/under.  A difference of about one second and two meters could have spelled the end of this thread.  We spent the rest of the walk talking about the story in the papers the next day about the Colombian girl and her gringo lover killed in Candelaria, about the candlelight vigil and the youth that would march, and the Netflix special that would star Rhianna and Brad Pitt :lol: .  She's a lot of fun.

I'm having trouble again with Imgur, but here are pics of the Plaza de Bolivar and the Cathedral and some pics of the area in Candelaria where we encountered the girls.  Let me know if they don't work.

 
My wife has a conference in Bogotá in October. How cold will it be?

Thinking about bringing the kids after her conference is over. Plan to stay a week total since the kids will be in school. 

 
My wife has a conference in Bogotá in October. How cold will it be?

Thinking about bringing the kids after her conference is over. Plan to stay a week total since the kids will be in school. 
Just figure low to mid 60's during the day.  If the sun is out it will feel warmer, if it's overcast or raining it will feel colder.  You should totally bring them.  Bogota has lots of cool things to see.

 
Just got back from dinner with the lady who owns the apartment where I stayed in Barranquilla.  She and her husband live in Bogota and they invited me out.  I've been communicating with her for almost two years and have stayed in her apartment four times over that span, but we'd never met until today.  And this is the first interaction I've ever had with her husband.  He's about 10 years younger than me (and her, I'd imagine) and seems like a pretty successful businessman.  He's got several "classic" cars and motorcycles that he's fixed up.  They own two apartments, sold a third, and are looking to move to Los Angeles.  They travel quite a bit too.  I told them I was thinking about going to Villavicencio one weekend while I'm here in Bogota and he said to let him know and he'd take me there.  He's from the Santa Marta area and told me he's quite connected in Magdalena (that's the state) between Santa Marta and Riohacha (where I met Delight the first time) and if I ever needed anything there or had an emergency there to contact him.

P.S. And she's trying to get her daughter to introduce me to some friends haha.

 
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I mentioned Vanessa O. the last time I came through Bogota in Oct.  She and I hooked up 4 years ago but she found religion and so no more fun time.  She lives about an hour or so outside of Bogota and she came last night to visit.  She didn't leave work until later so she didn't get here until almost 9pm.  We hung out and talked for a while and then I walked her back to the bus station around 10:30pm.  It was a pretty long walk and it was late, so she made me take a taxi back to the apartment.  She got home around 11:45pm.

While I was lying in bed I decided to drop Lizeth a message to check on her.  I hadn't heard from her since Friday when she said she'd write to me about getting together.  I pulled her up and realized that she had blocked me on whatsapp :lol: :rolleyes: .  Totally don't know what the deal is, I promise I was never over the top or badgering her or anything, so who knows.  Whatever.

Heading to Barranquilla for a long weekend on Friday.  Several of my girls there (Maria, Kelly, Luz) have been complaining about me going to Bogota for this trip.  Maria keeps saying I wanted to be far from her.  Kelly keeps telling me she misses me.  And Luz has been telling me for the last two weeks that she's disappointed we didn't :pickle: and when I get there it's on.  I also mentioned it to Martha and she said she'd like to see me too.  So I guess we'll see how it all goes.  That leaves out Mary, who I really have the hots for, but she didn't seem all that interested when I was there the last time, only seeing me the one time.

 
Building administration called the apartment yesterday morning to tell me that the electric bill hadn't been paid and they were getting ready to turn out the lights.  I was just getting ready to hop on a virtual meeting with one of my customers, so this was no bueno.  I wrote to the airbnb host (he coordinates like 20 apartments) and he took care of it in about 15 minutes.  Whew!

In the afternoon the cleaning lady came.  Not as good a value as the one in Barranquilla, it cost me $17.50 and she was only here about 3 hours.  But she was a nice lady and did a good job.  I talked to her a good bit, she was 43, divorced like 15 years, 2 kids.  She asked me how old I was and guessed 35 (you guys know I only bring this up when it's in my favor).  She said she hadn't had anything formal since she separated but that now that her kids were older she was feeling a little more lonely, that it would be nice to have someone call her to say hello or invite her for a coffee... then she said well, to have sex. :eek: :oldunsure: .  Too bad she wasn't 20 years younger and quite a few pounds lighter.

Sara B. wrote and said she wanted to go check out Gringo Tuesdays so I met her over there a little after 6pm.  It was jam packed again, and we ended up sitting at an intermediate Spanish table and mostly talked with guys from the U.S.  The one guy was married to a Colombian and had been living in Bogota for the last two years.  A little after 8pm the rumba started and it was alright.  I could tell Sara B. wanted to let loose a little, it turns out her boyfriend (I don't think I mentioned before that he's a gringo) went to Milan with a buddy of his and I don't think she was very happy about it.  We ended up in the reggaeton section of the club.  I don't care how long I've been coming down here, how long I may keep getting to do this or even live here, I will never, ever, ever get used to the reggaeton thing.  It always gives me the creeps or willies or something.  I really don't know how to describe it.  It just makes me uncomfortable to watch girls dance like that with random people, especially (like in Sara's case) when they have boyfriends.  Sara didn't do anything too crazy, except with this gay guy who was really getting a bit wild.  She grabbed some girl to dance with me and the girl started doing her thing on me.  I've been around long enough to know that it's somehow basically meaningless to these girls (thanks for rubbing your hard #### up against my a$$, have a good night) so I didn't get too worked up.  But then I made the mistake after it went on for a while of thinking to myself that she maybe seemed kind of into it.  At that point I was glad that I actually did have a phone in my pocket :lol: .  I remember once asking a Puerto Rican guy I used to work with if guys were supposed to get erections in those circumstances, and he just laughed at me.  I mean, they have to, right?  And certainly the girls feel it, right?  I still don't get it or know the answer lol.

We headed out about 10pm.  Sara caught a cab and I sent for an Uber.  While I was waiting for my ride (this is in the Zona T where a lot of bars and restaurants are) one of the guys that push the nearby chica clubs approached and started working me over.  The club is just two streets from here, no cover, lots of pretty girls, etc.  He was a funny guy so he wasn't really harassing me or anything.  It went on for about 10-15 minutes while I was waiting, and he almost had me, it took all of my not very strong willpower to keep from going with him.  But I held out until the Uber arrived and took me home.  Maybe another night.

 
We ended up in the reggaeton section of the club.  I don't care how long I've been coming down here, how long I may keep getting to do this or even live here, I will never, ever, ever get used to the reggaeton thing.  It always gives me the creeps or willies or something.  I really don't know how to describe it.  It just makes me uncomfortable to watch girls dance like that with random people, especially (like in Sara's case) when they have boyfriends.  Sara didn't do anything too crazy, except with this gay guy who was really getting a bit wild.  She grabbed some girl to dance with me and the girl started doing her thing on me.  I've been around long enough to know that it's somehow basically meaningless to these girls (thanks for rubbing your hard #### up against my a$$, have a good night) so I didn't get too worked up.  But then I made the mistake after it went on for a while of thinking to myself that she maybe seemed kind of into it.  At that point I was glad that I actually did have a phone in my pocket :lol: .  I remember once asking a Puerto Rican guy I used to work with if guys were supposed to get erections in those circumstances, and he just laughed at me.  I mean, they have to, right?  And certainly the girls feel it, right?  I still don't get it or know the answer lol.
Sorry for your pain.  I’m sure we all have deep empathy for you having to face these dilemmas.

 
In the afternoon the cleaning lady came.  Not as good a value as the one in Barranquilla, it cost me $17.50 and she was only here about 3 hours.  But she was a nice lady and did a good job.  I talked to her a good bit, she was 43, divorced like 15 years, 2 kids.  She asked me how old I was and guessed 35 (you guys know I only bring this up when it's in my favor).  She said she hadn't had anything formal since she separated but that now that her kids were older she was feeling a little more lonely, that it would be nice to have someone call her to say hello or invite her for a coffee... then she said well, to have sex. :eek: :oldunsure: .  Too bad she wasn't 20 years younger and quite a few pounds lighter.
OMG, now this story was hot!  The young floozies may be better looking but that chunky maid was asking for a spanking. The least you could have done is give her a tip.

 
I got to the apartment in Barranquilla on Friday about 1pm and wrote to let Luz (now 22) that I got in.  She showed up about 4pm looking very nice in bikini type top and shorts.  We went up to the apartment and got comfortable on the couch.  She had just eaten and I was hungry so I tried to order a Papa John’s pizza on my phone.  I got to the point where I was trying to see my shopping cart to pay and it wanted me to sign in to my account (I had to create one the last time I was in Barranquilla).  I tried signing in but got the password wrong, then remembered it was one of those things where you have to have a special character, etc.  So I said f it, I just want a ####ing pizza, if you don’t want my money then I won’t order one (sorry for the side rant).  She had told me previously that she was leaving Barranquilla at the end of the month to go back to her hometown, so we talked about that a bit.  She said that she had dropped out of school a month ago and was undergoing psychiatric treatment :oldunsure: .  I asked what that was about and she basically said she’s on anti-depressants and seeing a psychiatrist because she doesn’t know what to do with her life.  Not too out of the ordinary.  Man, I forgot how much she talks.  We pulled up a movie on Netflix and watched it, then once it was over we started making out, yadda yadda yadda :pickle: .  Geez, only took me three weeks :rolleyes: .  Then we went and picked up some food, watched another movie and a half then went to bed.  The next day she couldn’t stay long because she had a few things to do before leaving town, but she took care of her oral exams before taking off :wub: .  Man she talks a lot.

 
After Luz left I spent some time cleaning up and making sure it didn’t look like I’d been there for a day already, then wrote to Maria (about 1pm) telling her that I’d just gotten in.  She replied about 2:30pm saying that she’d just gotten out of class.  I told her that we had reservations for 8pm at a nice restaurant but that I hoped I’d see her before that (the whole premise of this trip as far as she knew was for me and her to see each other, we had been talking about her coming to Bogota for a couple of days this weekend but I decided to go to Barranquilla because Luz was begging for it) and she said I would.  So 6pm rolls around and I write to her again saying I haven’t heard anything from her, and she replies telling me that she’s leaving things organized there (which I’m hoping means she’s planning to stay, as she had mentioned about staying some Saturday with me when I was there before) and that she’d see me at 7pm.  She actually showed up on time, we hung out for about 30 min then left for the restaurant.  There had only been two time slots left when I made the reservation, but the place was fairly empty.  We walked in and there was a gringo there with his date.  A little while later another gringo came in with his date.  And then another.  Anyway, the place filled up after a while and we had a nice dinner.  She’s a little rough around the edges but sweet and fun.  Afterwards we went back the apartment and put on a movie.  I had bought some drinks earlier in the day but she said she didn’t want any yet, later.  So we watch a movie with her laying on the couch with her head in my lap.  I leaned down and kissed her a few times.  She ends up falling asleep and about 11:30pm I wake her up and she jumps up and says she has to go.  I was like what??  Why?  She says her roommates mom and aunt are staying at their place and they are like her family and protective of her, etc.  I said you gotta be kidding, stay here, and she says no I can’t, but we can see each other tomorrow (although I’ve hopefully got plans with Martha).  So I call a car and that’s it.  From spending a couple of days together in Bogota to four and a half hours hanging out in Barranquilla.  I went to bed very disappointing and irritated.

 
Sunday I messaged Martha and asked what she was doing and if we were going to see each other.  I messaged Mary too and she answered.  I told her I was in Barranquilla and she said why didn’t you tell me.  I said I wrote to you two days ago and you ignored my message (the read receipt showed) and she said oh it never came through :rolleyes: .  She asked what I was going to do today and I said I didn’t have plans yet, what are we going to do?  She never responded. 

I’m waiting to hear from Martha, and Luz writes asking what I’m doing and I tell her I’m waiting to hear from my friends about plans for the day.  She says ah ok, it’s that I’m over at Mall Plaza (BV3) voting and wanted to stop over.  I tell her to come on over I just don’t know when I’ll be leaving.  She says that's ok I can’t stay long anyway, I just want to come s### on it for a little while :excited: .  Umm, let me think… yes, come on over.  So she comes over and does just that, but in the end she wants more and :pickle: .

Martha replied later saying she was with her friends and for me to meet up with them, and they were going to get ready.  Cool.  Two hours later she says they’re finally ready and I asked if she was coming to Buenavista.  She said no, meet us at Miramar Mall (which wasn’t too far away).  Ok.  I get over there a little after 6pm and it’s dead, most of the stores are closed, mainly because it was election day. Martha and her two friends come walking up.  She looks cute as hell, her one friend wasn’t bad either, and the last one was ok.  We walk around and they are bored and ask me what we’re going to do.  I say we’re in your land and they look around at one another and no one says anything.  I say ok let’s go over to Mall Plaza there will be plenty of people there.  So I get another car to go back to where I started from and where they should have gone in the first place, but whatever.  We’re waiting for the car and they’re busy taking pictures of each other outside Miramar.  The car arrives and I’m like he’s waiting up there, and they’re still taking pictures so I start walking.  They follow at a snail’s pace, completely bored and unanimated.  They finally get to the car and we head to BV3, we walk in and they perk up a bit because there’s a lot of people and activity.  We walk around for a bit and they ask me what we’re going to do :rolleyes: .  I said let’s go up to the food court and sit somewhere and have some ice cream or lemonade or something (there’s no alcohol served on election day).  So we go up there, I get them all $5 specialty milkshakes, and we’re sitting there silent or looking at phones.  This whole time I’ve been trying to ask something here or there or say something that might interest someone, and nothing.  Finally they start talking about classes (they’re all studying together to be flight attendants) and boys or something and that gets the conversation going.  But basically it becomes the three of them talking and I’m left out except for an occasional comment.  When you get three people talking Spanish I just can’t follow, so I just sort of faded off and watched the hot girls walk by.  After a while I started feeling a little sick, like hot, and I just wanted to figure out how to leave.  The place was finally winding down and they were ready to go so we started walking.  The two friends went to the bathroom and left me with Martha.  I told her to come spend the night at my place.  She smiled but said that the girls were staying at her place for the night.  I said well how about a besito then and went in for a kiss.  She backed up and said what are you doing and looked around.  I said they’re not back yet and tried again.  She backed up and said why?  I said why not?  She said because we’re not anything, we’re friends.  I said I know that but you remember last time, right?  She said we haven’t talked much since then so I haven’t really thought about things in that way, I’m not into the little/daddy fetish anymore, blah blah blah.  Then she says well I’m not saying that it won’t happen sometime because I think you’re guapo but we’re just friends.  About that time the girls come walking up, we walk outside, I call them a car, then walk home.  What a waste of time.

 
Today, Monday, I'm sitting in the Barranquilla airport and Maria writes and asks how/what I'm doing.  I send her a pic of the gate and she says oh you left already, I was going to invite you to lunch :rolleyes: .  Haven't heard anything from her since.

I get on the plane and find my seat.  I'm sitting in the window and there's a lady in the aisle with an empty seat between us.  She's on her phone and as soon as I sit down she gets up, gets her stuff and walks off the plane (as other people are boarding).  The plane finishes boarding but before pulling away a maintenance guy comes on with a flight attendance and a representative from the airline and the maintenance guy tears the lady's (former) seat apart.  I assume maybe her leaving the aircraft has triggered some sort of protocol? :oldunsure:   The only thing he finds is some sort of plastic tag, when the flight attendance appears to blow off as nothing.  We take off and get to Bogota with no issues.

When I get my phone working, I see a message from Mary saying sorry I got busy :rolleyes: .  I didn't bother replying.

I decided to treat myself at my favorite restaurant when I got back, but the food was a little disappointing today.  The workers there even gave me a little crap that I was there by myself because I usually bring a chica with me :kicksrock: .  Was maybe going to see 20-year old Hilary when I got back, but holy cow what a hassle and runaround with her.  We couldn't decide on where to go or meet, she wanted me to pick her up and wouldn't compromise.  Kind of red flaggish for the extranjero dating scene even though I don't think there were bad intentions.  In the end we both got tired and lost interest.

Supposed to see some friends/chicas this week but who knows.

 
In election news, the socialist got 40% of the vote while the 3-5 center-to-right candidates split the rest.  Here they basically have two rounds.  If no one gets 50% or more of the vote in the first round (which I'm told has only happened once in history) then the top two have a runoff election in a few weeks.  The guy who finished second was thought to be the fouth place candidate overall but ended up surprising.  Going in a lot of people thought the socialist would come out on top in the end, but from what it sounds like the voting is either for the socialist, or anyone-but-the-socialist.  So the prevailing wisdom at this point is all the anti-socialist votes will come together in the next round and the center-right guy will win.

 
Matched with 27-year old Raquel a few weeks ago but only exchanged a few messages until last weekend when things picked up.  I asked her what she was looking for and she said fun, something spicy.  It turns out that she's in an open relationship, she knows her dude has other things going on and she's fine doing her own thing too.  We were supposed to meet Wednesday, but she pushed it to Thursday, and then to Friday (today).  She wanted to cancel today too because it was raining (yes, that's a real thing here) but I wouldn't let her, so she agreed to meet over at Unicentro (she doesn't live far).  So after four weeks I had just my second date here in Bogota (three last weekend in Barranquilla).

She was supposed to get there at 6pm but with the weather and traffic she didn't get there until about 6:25pm.  She was really pretty, much better than her pics, with a really friendly and open personality, gorgeous smile.  From the moment we saw each other she treated me like she'd known me for a long time (though we did have good communication this week, already had a connection).  We got along well, had good chemistry.  We got some food there at the mall and visited/walked a while.  Before she arrived she had told me that there was a virtual class presentation at 8pm (I don't understand how classes work here but they are always getting moved around and things like that) so we really didn't have a lot of time.  She said she attends on her phone, so I offered for her to connect from my apartment.  She said that she would but she needed to also be on her computer so she had some info available, etc. so she was headed home by 7:50pm. :kicksrock: She did suggest that we get together again Sunday or Monday, so we'll see.

Heading out tonight with this American guy I met in Cartagena a year and a half ago.  He and his buddies practice approach/pick-up.  He just got to town with several of them and they're going out tonight to a popular club and invited me along.  We'll see how long I can hang but I'm not expecting more than a few hours.

 
Ok, so I don't even know where to start.  I've been hearing about this club Theatron for a while (I think I mentioned Sara B. and I walked past it a couple weeks ago) but this is the first time I've ever been there.  I'm not a club connoisseur by any means, but this place blew me away, starting with the cattle gates providing orderly entrance to the club in a fashion and scale that reminded me of getting into Disneyland or something.  It's officially a gay club, but it's the most popular club period in Bogota.  Everyone is welcome and, true to what I was told, I wasn't hassled by anyone of the non-straight variety.  It was huge.  It's got 13 different dance floors each playing different styles of music from ranchero to reggaeton to salsa to American pop, etc.  There must have been thousands of people there last night, and they told me Saturday night is even bigger and crazier.  I tried to find some links/videos to provide a good overall picture, but didn't come across anything.  Just google Theatron Bogota.

I was there with that American guy and three of his buddies, got there a little after 11pm.  We wandered around and around and around until they would find a spot that looked good for scoping, then they would go to work talking to chicas or asking them to dance.  Then we'd hit the circuit again.  Fairly impressive from the standpoint of determination and perseverance, not to mention the overall results.  Sometimes the guys would split off with some girl or her group and then at some point we would all end up together again.  I just followed the one guy around since he was my lifeline lol.  He kept telling me that 2am was when things really started picking up, that's when the girls start opening up more.  But he was planning to leave around 2am because they were coming back Saturday night.  2am was just fine by me lol.  Right around that time he and I went and grabbed our jackets then made our way back to the rest of the group to say goodbye.  One of the other guys had been chatting with this HOT chica for a while and when we came walking up he introduced her friend to my buddy.  They started talking, then her guy friend came up and joined the conversation.  A little while later the second chica offered some Toosie/2C to me and my buddy.  I declined by my buddy gave it a go.  Nothing at first and then a little bit later he started feeling good.  The second chica and her guy friend walked off and my buddy said he'd planned to leave but now he wasn't so sure.  So I guess it was going to be later than 2am for me...  He beelined for some other girl and started dancing with her, and then a little while later they walked off to some other part of the club and I was left with two of the other guys.

So I hung around talking to those two for a while, wondering if I was going to just take off by myself soon since I didn't know if/when my buddy was coming back.  Around that time a chica came walking by by herself and I smiled at her as she walked by.  She smiled and kept walking, but turned back towards me holding the eye contact.  We both kept looking and smiling, and then she stopped and turned around and held out her hand to say hello.  She was pretty cute and had a great tiny little body.  I'd put her in the top 10 percentile of the girls I saw there.  She spoke English and we talked for a while.  Her name was Isabella and she was 22 years old.  We were standing and talking very close, and I let my hand stray to the small of her slim exposed lovely back.  After a while she said she was thirsty, so we wandered over to one of the bars and I got her a beer.  We exchanged numbers and then she said she had to get back to her friends.  I was hoping she'd invite me along but no dice.  As she said goodbye I leaned down and she kissed me.  I said how about another and she kissed me again.  I said are you sure you have to get back to your friends and she said yes and kissed me one more time.  I made my way back to the group and my buddy was back and everyone was ready to go (it was 3am at this point).  We made our way to the exit and, I kid you not, the one guy got two numbers on our way out from girls he had talked to earlier in the night.  I walked with my buddy back to his place then caught an Uber home.  Isabella sent me a whatsapp later asking what I was doing (answer: sleeping!) so we'll see if that goes anywhere.

Sights and sounds of Theatron

 
And oh yeah, when we were getting the beer Isabella asked how old I was.  I told her to guess and she said 28 :lol: .  I said no and she guessed 30?  34?  I asked how old was the oldest guy she's dated and she said 33.  I told her it was time to try someone older and she laughed and guessed 40.  I just nodded and she went on about how I look younger. :P

 
Was supposed to go to Simón Bolívar Metropolitan Park yesterday with Sara B.  I haven't been before but I've been by there so many times, usually when going to/from the airport, and it looks like a really nice place.  Sara B. hasn't been there either (she's been living in Bogota for 3-4 years) so we made plans to go, but it rained all day long so it was a no go.  Instead I met up with my friend 25-year old Dayana.  We've hooked up a couple of times in the past, but she has a boyfriend now so no fun time.  We met up at Gran Estacion Mall, got something to eat, and hung out a while.  It's been about a year and a half since I've seen her so it was a nice visit, about 2 hours.

Ohhh the dating gods giveth and then they taketh away.  I'd been exchanging messages with Isabella on and off throughout the day yesterday.  Around 6:45pm I asked her what she was going to do last night and she said she might go out but wasn't sure.  I said we could get together and she said sure.  She asked me what plans me and my friends had and I said they were going to Theatron again but that one night was enough for me.  I didn't hear from her again until 3 hours later, it was almost 10pm and I was getting into bed (having slept less than 4 hours Friday night).  She said her friends were indecisive and so she was on her way out to a club by herself.  I said why are you going by yourself and she said why not :oldunsure: .  That didn't really give me a warm and fuzzy and I just said that doesn't sound like fun and you could have hung out with me (you know, kind of like she said she would).  No reply.

I also exchanged a few messages with Raquel around 8pm.  She told me about how her Saturday classes went and I told her what I did during the day.  She asked me what I was doing tomorrow (today, Sunday) and I said I'm going to see you, what about you?  No reply.  Keep in mind when we left off Friday she said we could get together again Sunday or Monday.  The read receipt still hasn't shown so I don't know if she saw it or not.  I get that these girls are all over the place, and I get maybe I'm more communicative than the average guy, but I just can't stand it when they drop things in the middle of a conversation.

:shrug:

 
Still hadn't heard anything back from Raquel and I was determined to find something to do yesterday (Sunday), so I decided to hit up 23-year old Nasli again and give that another shot.  In chatting with her I found out there was a two-day salsa festival Salsa al Parque going on in Bolivar Plaza.  She said she was going to be there and maybe we could meet up.  I called Sara B. to see if she was interested in going and sent her the info, and she said vamos! and especially got excited when she saw that Maelo Ruiz was going to be there.  He's kind of a long-time salsa legend.

So we both got ready and then I caught an Uber down to Sara's place and picked her up, and from there we made our way to the Plaza and omg what a mass of humanity.  It's hard for me to get a gauge on numbers but they estimated something like 50,000 people.  Sara wanted to push our way to the middle-front and I wanted to go around to the middle-back where there looked to be actual space as well as the steps leading up to the cathedral where I thought we'd have a better vantage.  Logic and colombianas don't usually mix, so we tried pushing our way to the middle-front.  We made it part-way around and settled in a spot that was more or less a good balance between location and not a lot of people pushing through.  We listened to a couple of groups and it was fun.  No room for people to dance so I know all the Colombians were disappointed with that. 

After a while Maelo Ruiz came on and everyone got excited.  He had gone through most of his act when all of a sudden this group of thugs/punks and their women came pushing through from the back.  There had been movement almost the entire time, but more onsie-twosies trying to find their way through the crowd.  This was a group of about 10 or so people and they were just pushing their way through.  The ratio of people/space/etc. had already been pretty well in equilibrium for quite some time at this point, so this was a chaotic force coming through and was causing disruption.  The first couple of guys were pushing past the guy next to me and his two amigas and the guy didn't take kindly to it and words were exchanged.  The lead thug/punk turned around and came back and he and the guy started staring each other down.  The guy and his girls had been next to us the whole time and so I started assessing everything, how many of the thugs/punks there were and where, and was girding myself to jump in if they guy got in trouble (obviously absolutely not a good idea on my part).  But the lead guy turned back around and they all started pushing their way through again.  Suddenly a little further up a ruckus broke out and a space cleared as people shoved or fell or something.  I thought it was going to be on but surprisingly everything immediately died down. 

Now if things had stopped with this group, it might have all been ok, but what seemed like happened is they pushed their way through from the back, and everyone behind them followed.  So now there were literally hundreds of people moving their way from the back to the front and shortly thereafter people from the front trying to fight their way back/out.  We started getting thrown around in this sea of people and for a minute I thought it was going to get really ugly.  I grabbed Sara and I said come on, we're going.  So we worked our way into one of the front-to-back streams and pushed our way to the back and out.  It was really a stupid shame, so pointless.  There was more space towards the back and so we hung out there a while and enjoyed some of the rest of the show/acts and then took off.  I pointed out to her, of course, that if we would have gone to the middle-back in the first place, we'd have had a good view and peace (like all the people who were there currently had ended up with).

In all we were there about 3 hours and it was mostly a good time.  We left and got a pizza and then headed home.  I realized early on that I was never going to find Nasli due to the crowd and the cell service was fried, as you might imagine.  I exchanged messages with her after getting home (she got home about the same time as I did) and we're going to try again(!) to meet up this week.

Salsa al Parque

 
Raquel started writing to me again yesterday afternoon, and sent me a long audio about how she spent the day Sunday with her mom and then later with her dad (parents are separated).  She said we could see each other tomorrow (today) after her class ended around 6pm.  I said sure and then of course spent today wondering if it would happen.  She wrote to me this afternoon and confirmed and then about 6:15 told me that she was leaving for Unicentro.  We were going to meet there because she had to pick up a pair of jeans she had bought for her dad.  A cancelled car and some traffic and she finally got there at 7pm.  She flashed me that beautiful smile and we walked to Arturo Calle to pick up the jeans.  After that we went up to the burger place that she likes (same place we went Friday) to get some dinner.  She was being very affectionate with me from the get-go, taking my arm as we walked through the mall (I LOVE it when these girls do that, they're so much more feminine than you-know-who).  While we were standing there ordering the food she was playing with my hands and fingers and leaning her head on my shoulder, then when we sat down she sat right up next to me and took my arm and leaned on me.  We ate and talked and each commented on how fast the other had eaten :lol: .  She said you wanna go and I said yep and we walked back into the mall.  I asked her what she wanted to do and she said the mall was good for shopping but not much else to do there, so I said you want to go back to the apartment and watch a movie?  Sure. :excited:

We walked over to the apartment building and I was planning to attack her in the elevator, but just before the doors closed another group of three people got in.  This elevator is super small, barely fits two or three people, and we now had five.  Raquel and I were scooched to the back and on the way up I let my hand slide all the way down her back and started rubbing her a$$.  She kept a straight face but I knew she liked it.  The people got off the elevator and when the doors closed she laughed and hit me and then we started making out.  Got up to the apartment and she wanted a quick tour.  Got back to the couch and she sat up against me and her hands quickly started roaming as we made out.  She found what she was looking for, played around a bit, and said let's go back to the room, yadda yadda yadda :pickle: .

Now I know I usually don't say much more than that, but I have to say this was really great.  We'd had a pretty good connection since we started talking, we hit it off well the other day, we were very affectionate leading up to things today, and it all added up to great chemistry.  Plus she is absolutely beautiful.  Her mom was calling to check on her while we were going at it (which of course I found hot, I guess the only thing better would have been if it had been her boyfriend?) so she didn't stick around long after.  We took a shower and she washed me down below (also extremely hot), we got dried off, called her a car, and off she went.  She seemed very happy with everything so I assume we'll be seeing each other again.

 
Raquel wrote to me today shortly after lunch and said she wanted to see me again today, because with her classes and classwork she wouldn't be able to see me again until next week.  Sure, fine by me :excited: .  We met up at the same time and same place, 6pm at Unicentro.  Walked around a bit, she checked out some makeup places, then we found a place to eat.  After that I stopped to pick up a couple of things and we came back to the apartment.  Turned on the NBA Finals and watched that for two minutes, yadda yadda yadda :pickle: .  Man, she is sexy :wub: .

 
Met up in Zona T yesterday with one of those approach/pick-up guys for a bit yesterday.  We walked around for a while but I didn't get to see him in action.  After a while the other guy I know showed up.  They had a double date so we hung out until their girls showed up (both pretty cute).  Then I walked over to the world famous Andres Carne de Res as there's one there in Zona T.  I've been there several times, as well as the one in Cartagena and the original in Chia (even met Andres himself there).  Definitely worth going for the experience if ever in Colombia/Bogota.

Andres pics

 
Finally and end to this administration's racist policy.

https://www.usatoday.com/story/travel/news/2022/06/10/travel-covid-test-requirement-us/6657199001/

International travel is about to get a whole lot easier. 

The Biden administration announced Friday that the United States will no longer require a pre-departure COVID-19 test to enter the country starting Sunday.

The requirement will be lifted at 12:01 a.m. ET, according to a senior administration official. The rule change comes more than a year after the country started requiring a negative test for entry and more than two years since the pandemic began.

 
Had three potential dates lined up yesterday (two new chicas and a friend of mine).  The one chica completely ignored me all day after saying the day before that we were going to see each other.  I didn't hear from the second chica for several hours after we agreed to meet up, so I sent a message to my friend around 5:30pm and even tried to call her but she never responded until today.  The second chica finally messaged me after four hours (around 7pm) saying she had fallen asleep.  I couldn't keep a steady conversation with her for the next hour to get a plan together before she finally said it's better if we see each other tomorrow.  Man, I hate Fridays.

The second chica, 20-year old Hilary, said I think it's better if we do something tomorrow.  I can come to your place and we can order something in.  Normally I would be :excited: but that seems to be a bit of a red flag for foreigners in Bogota for a girl to suggest coming straight to your place on a first date.  This is the same chica I wrote about a couple of weeks ago:

Was maybe going to see 20-year old Hilary when I got back, but holy cow what a hassle and runaround with her.  We couldn't decide on where to go or meet, she wanted me to pick her up and wouldn't compromise.  Kind of red flaggish for the extranjero dating scene even though I don't think there were bad intentions.  In the end we both got tired and lost interest.
So we'll see what happens with her.

Supposed to finally meet Nasli for lunch today, leaving in about 30 min.

 
Wow, had a great (and long) date with Nasli today.  Finally met after 5 weeks of misses.  She's a little gordita for my liking but she made up for it in personality, and she's cute.  We met up downtown after she got off work and walked around the area for a while, and she showed me a couple of places I'd never seen before which was cool.  We finally settled on a little Mexican restaurant to eat and it was pretty good.  After that we went walking some more and made our way to the garden behind Externado University.  We sat and talked a long time there.  By this point I felt confident I could make a move at any time.  You may recall that in our early conversations she admitted to me that her vice was "donating collagen."  From there we went walking down into Candelaria then to Bolivar Plaza where we had some guarapo (pressed sugar cane juice and water).  After that we walked all the way up 7th past the National Museum and stopped at Crepes & Waffles (a super popular restaurant in Colombia) for a couple of milkshakes and sat there for a long time.  After that I walked her home, met her roommate, then called a car to bring me home.  We were standing outside with her roommate the whole time and I was hoping she'd either invite me in or tell the roommate to get lost.  So I didn't kiss her, though I'd had ample opportunity the whole time earlier.  I got home about 8:30pm so it was about a 7-hour date.

She was fairly flirtatious with me the entire time, we talked a lot about sex, I went in figuring it was in the bag as long as I didn't screw it up and came away knowing it's a done deal.  At one point in the Mexican restaurant I was giving her one of my flautas and I asked her if she wanted the whole thing and she said yes with a twinkle in her eye.  After I got home she sent me some really nice and complimentary messages, and invited me back to her place tomorrow for an asado.

The only bad thing was the date ran so long I missed the chance to see Hilary.  By the time I got back she said it was too late to come out :doh: .  So just going to have to see how I can work her in these last two weeks.

 

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