Cali Reports

[Edward Q]

I appreciate the feedback. After posting I recalled a few more details. For example, the first Girl I was with at Calenas #2 did take the 10 K tip and provided the BBBJ. And she went to town. Very close to a GFE. If I had returned a second night I'm sure we would have begun negotiations for an all nighter. Can't remember her name but she was Blonde. Well, that night she was blonde. And very attractive. A 9 for both looks and performance. Wish I could remember her name. Cali is small and manageable. You take taxis everywhere, and they are reasonable and usually metered. Although at least half the time I had to say to the driver, Hey -- aren't you going to turn on your meter? I would like to see Cali during more normal times. The small neighborhoods -- like the one I was in South of San Antonio -- had a great feel. I picked up a Sim card and the guy installed it for me, then pointed to the shop across the street to buy the 5 day charge-up card. Under 4000 for the entire package (although I bought another 3,000 credit for the sim card later.). That's under 3 bucks for phone access. Not that I met enough girls to have to start taking down numbers. I will return one day. Also -- inter city flights in Colombia are cheap. No reason not to explore the entire country! Last point -- Cali is hot during the day and cool at night. Almost perfect temperature. But this was in March. Will post my Bogota report in the Bogota section.

[The Tall Man]

Great Report Edward Q, you hit a lot of the neighborhoods and streets that I've walked many times before. Its too bad its now w the Coronavirus going on, you didn't see what these places are like in normal times. Usually Bar La Veinte #1 and Son Sonero are jammed with chicas, all kinds, I guess you looked at La Veinte #2 and Gardenias; they usually have a few girls in there. Also you mentioned Carrera 8. I've walked that street many times. Theres usually a smattering of haggard chicas (Gloria one of my favorites stands on Carrera 8) on the street. Been down 20 and 19 down to Carrera 9, sometimes theres a lot of black chicas on those streets. Your pretty brave to go to Cali at this time w the Virus, stay safe my man.

I must agree that you need to visit under normal conditions. I was in Cali about a year ago and visited Bar La Veinte #1 3 times during my stay and although I did not take any chicas to the room there were many to choose from, of all sorts and sizes and prettiness factor, I counted 2 or 3 that were very sweet and cute that I would have no hesitation picking from the group.

My Cali buddy who I was with just laughed at what I found most appealing to me, slender with no plastic and the girl next door look, he just could not get why I would choose such a girl.

The Tall Man.

[BayBoy]

Great Report Edward Q, you hit a lot of the neighborhoods and streets that I've walked many times before. Its too bad its now w the Coronavirus going on, you didn't see what these places are like in normal times. Usually Bar La Veinte #1 and Son Sonero are jammed with chicas, all kinds, I guess you looked at La Veinte #2 and Gardenias; they usually have a few girls in there. Also you mentioned Carrera 8. I've walked that street many times. Theres usually a smattering of haggard chicas (Gloria one of my favorites stands on Carrera 8) on the street. Been down 20 and 19 down to Carrera 9, sometimes theres a lot of black chicas on those streets. Your pretty brave to go to Cali at this time w the Virus, stay safe my man.

Quick report on my three nights in Cali. I have been to all the other big cities in Colombia. Had always wanted to hit Cali based on a photo of a red-headed girl I saw fifteen years ago on this website (I think). Silly reason, but whatever. It was sorta last minute as my flights to the Philippines and Thailand got cancelled. This all was scheduled for the first week in March. I was disappointed at not getting to Manila, but then remembered that Colombian women are reliably hot, so I re-booked fast. Cheap direct flight to Bogota, then a puddle jumper to Cali. I found a cheap Airbnb in the old part of town -- near Iglesia San Antonio. In order to get to the clubs, you need to take taxis, so it really doesn't matter where you stay. The neighborhood around Iglesia San Antonio is residential and pretty, but hilly. Perfect for walking off the hangover. And there are a few nice local bars. If you can find them open. Tourism was way down. Many businesses were not open. Taxi drivers were complaining. Everyone talking about the virus that was starting to grow in numbers in the US. On the day of my arrival there were only 4 cases of Corona in Colombia -- supposedly -- and none reported in Cali. Still, the country was bracing for some kind of impact.

I used the information on this website to pinpoint the places I wanted to go. I first hit up Avenida Sexta Norte. Hoping to find some SW action. None. And very few bars open. None of them very attractive and not the kind where loose women hang out. I walked up and down 6th and finally hailed a taxi to head some what I thought was a sure thing. Too late for Caras Lindas, I went to Bar La Veinte. Turned out I was too early for that place. Maybe six robust ladies working. Even fewer in their sister bar across the street. Took a walk around the block looking for SW's. Not a great area to be walking around alone, I soon realized. Not many girls around, and any competitor clubs were either shut for good or not operating tonight. Told smarmy cab driver to take me to Bar Olympus. Long cab ride. Small cover charge. Walked in to find about 15 naked ladies. All pear shaped. Most over 30 YO. I sat for a long time as each one came up and shook my hand, introducing themselves to me. Nothing clicked. There were only two girls who caught my eye and, as my luck would have it, these were already occupied with other customers. One was a fit and hot looking girl, sitting about twenty feet away but in my eye line. She was deep in conversation with this older guy, and I kept hoping he would take off. She caught me staring and proceeded to tease me by rubbing herself in a nonchalant way. Then spread her legs, lick her finger, rub her pussy, her tits, then stare at me. Pretending to be listening to the old guy. It was maddening. After an hour I couldn't take it any more -- when would this guy go and fuck her already? So, disappointment set in. Here I was surrounded by pussy, but not one of the available ones could light a fire in my loins. Frustrated, I left, hopped another cab and landed in one of the Calenas clubs. The one nearest the Olympus joint. I think it was Number 2. That place was packed. Girls are not naked, but wear skimpy outfits and seem to simply latch on to a guy or guys sucking up their drinks and maybe doing a lap dance. A lot of options by comparison. I waited around about half an hour until a girl I liked showed up who did not already have a date. She finally did. We went upstairs. Price was reasonable. About 30 US. She insisted on the CBJ, but apart from that, she had moments of GFE. It was my first night in Colombia, after a long dry spell in my hometown back in the US, so the whole operation went relatively quickly. She was cute, into it and was pleased when I finally came. I left happy. On the way home I discovered Dona Marta, a little old lady set up around the corner of my place, selling empanadas. It was almost 1:00 AM and she was still there, chatting away to her local friends. I was interested in her empanadas. Best empanadas I ever had. A little homemade hot sauce to kill the bugs in my gut. Oh, yeah.

Day two: I signed up for a tour of Street Food. Found it on the Airbnb website and it starts at a popular hostel in the San Antonio neighborhood. It was a great tour of the area. And I learned a bit about local food. Mango ceviche, for example. Who knew? Also, I like to drink at Irish bars. Esp. When I'm on vacation. There are a few in Bogota. Have enjoyed many pints in Bogota. So I was surprised to find that there is not ONE in Cali. Bummer. Other bars, sure, but difficult to find one open in the morning. Anyway, had an afternoon session at Caras Lindas. Funny how they all line up and introduce themselves. Then the guys says, these two are 90,000. All the rest are 70,000. I didn't see much difference in their looks. The higher priced ones looked like they had more mileage, if anything. Anyway, I was looking for a small girl and found one. She told me that 70 K was for 30 minutes and 60,000 was for 20 minutes. I went for 20 since I knew it wouldn't take me long. Once in the room there are signs everywhere that condoms are required. She wouldn't take more for sucking bareback. I gave her some skimpy clothing I brought from the US, but her boobs were too big to fit into it. Kinda funny. She was very methodical. Not much in the way of smiles or caressing. It was over quickly and, after a phone call from some dude asking me if the service was satisfactory, I went on my way. I stopped in to some of the other places along the river later that evening. I didn't think the girls were worth the price of admission at Eventos Liz. Got a cab to take me to La Veinte. I was curious how the action would be as it was now later in the evening. I went in one place. There was no one. Nobody said anything to me. Like -- hey, doofus, they're all across the street at the other place. Not sure why. Anyway, when I went into the place across the street I found that this place was like Mardi Gras in Rio. Tons of girls and most free and available. Most also in the 6 to 7 range. Had I stuck around I am sure I would have found something acceptable. Had my beer while I watched the stage show. She was talented. This girl had an extra long dildo and was sticking it in every available hole. Then she would reach down to an unsuspecting guy at a table next to the stage and rub his face with it. It was hilarious. She kept up the show for about half and hour, tormenting most of the men who were sitting next to the stage with her dripping rubber cock. She herself was a little older but fit and about a 9. When she finally finished, she wound up sitting next to a dude who was probably her pimp / boyfriend. She wanted nothing to do with the clientele. A shame as I was wondering what she might charge for a one-on-one tutorial.

I checked out the streets again round here and was disappointed. Bar Sonero was closed. Sounded like it was permanent. The girls on the corner looked like they could be 14 or maybe 34. I could not honestly tell. They had thick skin, though, and were tough looking, dragging on their cigarettes like it was their job. I speak Spanish and spoke to a few of them. Hoping to establish a connection that might lead to something better than just a quick trick. But these girls were hardcore and would not play my little game. Got a cab back to the San Antonio area and drank. Then had some empanadas and called it a night.

Day 3: I was determined to find me a SW. I recall that one taxi driver who brought me to Bar Olimpus. He drove down Calle 21 south from La Veinte and I recall seeing all kinds of ladies hanging out there. So, my mission was to get to that area. I use these vacation times to get exercise, so I was prepared for some serious walking this day, as it was my last night in Cali. I followed the map World Traveler provided. Can't thank you enough, man, for creating that thing. What a generous work of art. Anyway, I hit Plaza Caicedo at dusk. People coming and going. Some hefty looking ladies heavily painted. Perhaps working girls, but not my cup of tea. From there I followed the SW icon on the map through some sketchy streets. I made sure the streets were well lit and that there were no "lurkers" hiding in the shadows. It wasn't all that late. Maybe 9:00. I walked all the way down Carrera 7 and most of Carrera 8. No girls. Not a single one until you get to Calle 18 or 19. I did a loop around the perimeter of Bar La Veinte to Calle 21. All the girls I had seen there two night before had vanished. No one. I approached the corner of Calle 20 and Carrera 8 from the other direction and finally started seeing some ladies. There are a few along Carrera 8 as you approach from the west. They lurk in the shadows so you actually need to approach and start a conversation to determine their age and level of attractiveness. This particular night, I saw 3 or 4 girls on Carrera 8 near the corner of see. 19. All willing to take me to a nearby hotel. They seemed a bit hardened, so I pressed on and eventually found a girl I liked on the corner of 20th. I'll call her Sam. We negotiated. She came down in price. She took me to a nearby hotel. Some confusion as to who would be paying for the room. Once settled, we get to the room and she immediately turns on the Porn on the TV above the bed. She insists I shower. She doesn't want to shower with me. I stop and decide I'd better get some things straight before we proceed. No cash has been exchanged yet. I tell her I want a BBBJ. She says "No". I say, OK, but how if I tip you, say, 10,000 more? She says, well. OK. Money is exchanged. She then proceeds to attempt the oral sex. But stops herself. She says, sorry. She doesn't like it. Can't continue. I say, Well, then, give me back the 10,000. And, amazingly, she hands it back to me. Wow. Very businesslike. Next, I hand her some sexy school girl clothing to put on. Would you mind putting this on? Guys -- I don't have to tell you that ALL girls enjoy dressing up. Esp. In sexy clothing. But get this. She looks at the clothing and says, "No, thank you. " I asked, Why? What's wrong? She says -- and I am not making this up -- she says that she doesn't like putting on these kinds of outfits because dressing this way exploits women. She pointed out that her own "street" outfit was a conservative knee length gray cotton dress. "That's why I wear this dress. I don't like to promote the image of women being sluts. " Wow number 2. Not what I was expected. I do speak Spanish, but I did not want to waste my breath discussing the irony of the current situation we found ourselves in. In any event, I kind of liked her quirky-ness. She was young, like early college age, maybe, and that inexperience did not translate into good service. In fact, she had no sense of obligation when it came to that side of the equation. But I was still happy; it was nice just looking at her and playing with her and cumming on her lovely tits, all the while trying to understand how a person could think and act this way. And how she could justify laying naked next to a stranger who had just paid her for sex. Funny. If I returned to Cali, I would like to go back to that street corner and continue talking to her and joke around some more. Maybe, I'd understand her a bit better. Plus, when she is a little older, and has more experience, her services would be more on par with the kind of girl she is trying not to represent.

Took a cab back to my digs and enjoyed way too many of Dona Marta's empanadas. Next day I left for Bogota. Hoping that the capital city wouldn't have started to shut things down due to the pandemic.

[The Tall Man]

Quick report on my three nights in Cali. I have been to all the other big cities in Colombia. Had always wanted to hit Cali based on a photo of a red-headed girl I saw fifteen years ago on this website (I think). Silly reason, but whatever. It was sorta last minute as my flights to the Philippines and Thailand got cancelled. This all was scheduled for the first week in March. I was disappointed at not getting to Manila, but then remembered that Colombian women are reliably hot, so I re-booked fast. Cheap direct flight to Bogota, then a puddle jumper to Cali. I found a cheap Airbnb in the old part of town -- near Iglesia San Antonio. In order to get to the clubs, you need to take taxis, so it really doesn't matter where you stay. The neighborhood around Iglesia San Antonio is residential and pretty, but hilly. Perfect for walking off the hangover. And there are a few nice local bars. If you can find them open. Tourism was way down. Many businesses were not open. Taxi drivers were complaining. Everyone talking about the virus that was starting to grow in numbers in the US. On the day of my arrival there were only 4 cases of Corona in Colombia -- supposedly -- and none reported in Cali. Still, the country was bracing for some kind of impact.

I used the information on this website to pinpoint the places I wanted to go. I first hit up Avenida Sexta Norte. Hoping to find some SW action. None. And very few bars open. None of them very attractive and not the kind where loose women hang out..

Good post report, thanks for sharing. Out of your whole write up got a chuckle with this one, hehehe some how they fool themselves thinking what they do for a living (a prostitute), and know that I do not judge them, is different somehow than what it is.

"No, thank you." I asked, Why? What's wrong? She says -- and I am not making this up -- she says that she doesn't like putting on these kinds of outfits because dressing this way exploits women. She pointed out that her own "street" outfit was a conservative knee length gray cotton dress. "That's why I wear this dress. I don't like to promote the image of women being sluts."

The Tall Man.

[Edward Q]

Quick report on my three nights in Cali. I have been to all the other big cities in Colombia. Had always wanted to hit Cali based on a photo of a red-headed girl I saw fifteen years ago on this website (I think). Silly reason, but whatever. It was sorta last minute as my flights to the Philippines and Thailand got cancelled. This all was scheduled for the first week in March. I was disappointed at not getting to Manila, but then remembered that Colombian women are reliably hot, so I re-booked fast. Cheap direct flight to Bogota, then a puddle jumper to Cali. I found a cheap Airbnb in the old part of town -- near Iglesia San Antonio. In order to get to the clubs, you need to take taxis, so it really doesn't matter where you stay. The neighborhood around Iglesia San Antonio is residential and pretty, but hilly. Perfect for walking off the hangover. And there are a few nice local bars. If you can find them open. Tourism was way down. Many businesses were not open. Taxi drivers were complaining. Everyone talking about the virus that was starting to grow in numbers in the US. On the day of my arrival there were only 4 cases of Corona in Colombia -- supposedly -- and none reported in Cali. Still, the country was bracing for some kind of impact.

I used the information on this website to pinpoint the places I wanted to go. I first hit up Avenida Sexta Norte. Hoping to find some SW action. None. And very few bars open. None of them very attractive and not the kind where loose women hang out. I walked up and down 6th and finally hailed a taxi to head some what I thought was a sure thing. Too late for Caras Lindas, I went to Bar La Veinte. Turned out I was too early for that place. Maybe six robust ladies working. Even fewer in their sister bar across the street. Took a walk around the block looking for SW's. Not a great area to be walking around alone, I soon realized. Not many girls around, and any competitor clubs were either shut for good or not operating tonight. Told smarmy cab driver to take me to Bar Olympus. Long cab ride. Small cover charge. Walked in to find about 15 naked ladies. All pear shaped. Most over 30 YO. I sat for a long time as each one came up and shook my hand, introducing themselves to me. Nothing clicked. There were only two girls who caught my eye and, as my luck would have it, these were already occupied with other customers. One was a fit and hot looking girl, sitting about twenty feet away but in my eye line. She was deep in conversation with this older guy, and I kept hoping he would take off. She caught me staring and proceeded to tease me by rubbing herself in a nonchalant way. Then spread her legs, lick her finger, rub her pussy, her tits, then stare at me. Pretending to be listening to the old guy. It was maddening. After an hour I couldn't take it any more -- when would this guy go and fuck her already? So, disappointment set in. Here I was surrounded by pussy, but not one of the available ones could light a fire in my loins. Frustrated, I left, hopped another cab and landed in one of the Calenas clubs. The one nearest the Olympus joint. I think it was Number 2. That place was packed. Girls are not naked, but wear skimpy outfits and seem to simply latch on to a guy or guys sucking up their drinks and maybe doing a lap dance. A lot of options by comparison. I waited around about half an hour until a girl I liked showed up who did not already have a date. She finally did. We went upstairs. Price was reasonable. About 30 US. She insisted on the CBJ, but apart from that, she had moments of GFE. It was my first night in Colombia, after a long dry spell in my hometown back in the US, so the whole operation went relatively quickly. She was cute, into it and was pleased when I finally came. I left happy. On the way home I discovered Dona Marta, a little old lady set up around the corner of my place, selling empanadas. It was almost 1:00 AM and she was still there, chatting away to her local friends. I was interested in her empanadas. Best empanadas I ever had. A little homemade hot sauce to kill the bugs in my gut. Oh, yeah.

Day two: I signed up for a tour of Street Food. Found it on the Airbnb website and it starts at a popular hostel in the San Antonio neighborhood. It was a great tour of the area. And I learned a bit about local food. Mango ceviche, for example. Who knew? Also, I like to drink at Irish bars. Esp. When I'm on vacation. There are a few in Bogota. Have enjoyed many pints in Bogota. So I was surprised to find that there is not ONE in Cali. Bummer. Other bars, sure, but difficult to find one open in the morning. Anyway, had an afternoon session at Caras Lindas. Funny how they all line up and introduce themselves. Then the guys says, these two are 90,000. All the rest are 70,000. I didn't see much difference in their looks. The higher priced ones looked like they had more mileage, if anything. Anyway, I was looking for a small girl and found one. She told me that 70 K was for 30 minutes and 60,000 was for 20 minutes. I went for 20 since I knew it wouldn't take me long. Once in the room there are signs everywhere that condoms are required. She wouldn't take more for sucking bareback. I gave her some skimpy clothing I brought from the US, but her boobs were too big to fit into it. Kinda funny. She was very methodical. Not much in the way of smiles or caressing. It was over quickly and, after a phone call from some dude asking me if the service was satisfactory, I went on my way. I stopped in to some of the other places along the river later that evening. I didn't think the girls were worth the price of admission at Eventos Liz. Got a cab to take me to La Veinte. I was curious how the action would be as it was now later in the evening. I went in one place. There was no one. Nobody said anything to me. Like -- hey, doofus, they're all across the street at the other place. Not sure why. Anyway, when I went into the place across the street I found that this place was like Mardi Gras in Rio. Tons of girls and most free and available. Most also in the 6 to 7 range. Had I stuck around I am sure I would have found something acceptable. Had my beer while I watched the stage show. She was talented. This girl had an extra long dildo and was sticking it in every available hole. Then she would reach down to an unsuspecting guy at a table next to the stage and rub his face with it. It was hilarious. She kept up the show for about half and hour, tormenting most of the men who were sitting next to the stage with her dripping rubber cock. She herself was a little older but fit and about a 9. When she finally finished, she wound up sitting next to a dude who was probably her pimp / boyfriend. She wanted nothing to do with the clientele. A shame as I was wondering what she might charge for a one-on-one tutorial.

I checked out the streets again round here and was disappointed. Bar Sonero was closed. Sounded like it was permanent. The girls on the corner looked like they could be 14 or maybe 34. I could not honestly tell. They had thick skin, though, and were tough looking, dragging on their cigarettes like it was their job. I speak Spanish and spoke to a few of them. Hoping to establish a connection that might lead to something better than just a quick trick. But these girls were hardcore and would not play my little game. Got a cab back to the San Antonio area and drank. Then had some empanadas and called it a night.

Day 3: I was determined to find me a SW. I recall that one taxi driver who brought me to Bar Olimpus. He drove down Calle 21 south from La Veinte and I recall seeing all kinds of ladies hanging out there. So, my mission was to get to that area. I use these vacation times to get exercise, so I was prepared for some serious walking this day, as it was my last night in Cali. I followed the map World Traveler provided. Can't thank you enough, man, for creating that thing. What a generous work of art. Anyway, I hit Plaza Caicedo at dusk. People coming and going. Some hefty looking ladies heavily painted. Perhaps working girls, but not my cup of tea. From there I followed the SW icon on the map through some sketchy streets. I made sure the streets were well lit and that there were no "lurkers" hiding in the shadows. It wasn't all that late. Maybe 9:00. I walked all the way down Carrera 7 and most of Carrera 8. No girls. Not a single one until you get to Calle 18 or 19. I did a loop around the perimeter of Bar La Veinte to Calle 21. All the girls I had seen there two night before had vanished. No one. I approached the corner of Calle 20 and Carrera 8 from the other direction and finally started seeing some ladies. There are a few along Carrera 8 as you approach from the west. They lurk in the shadows so you actually need to approach and start a conversation to determine their age and level of attractiveness. This particular night, I saw 3 or 4 girls on Carrera 8 near the corner of see. 19. All willing to take me to a nearby hotel. They seemed a bit hardened, so I pressed on and eventually found a girl I liked on the corner of 20th. I'll call her Sam. We negotiated. She came down in price. She took me to a nearby hotel. Some confusion as to who would be paying for the room. Once settled, we get to the room and she immediately turns on the Porn on the TV above the bed. She insists I shower. She doesn't want to shower with me. I stop and decide I'd better get some things straight before we proceed. No cash has been exchanged yet. I tell her I want a BBBJ. She says "No". I say, OK, but how if I tip you, say, 10,000 more? She says, well. OK. Money is exchanged. She then proceeds to attempt the oral sex. But stops herself. She says, sorry. She doesn't like it. Can't continue. I say, Well, then, give me back the 10,000. And, amazingly, she hands it back to me. Wow. Very businesslike. Next, I hand her some sexy school girl clothing to put on. Would you mind putting this on? Guys -- I don't have to tell you that ALL girls enjoy dressing up. Esp. In sexy clothing. But get this. She looks at the clothing and says, "No, thank you. " I asked, Why? What's wrong? She says -- and I am not making this up -- she says that she doesn't like putting on these kinds of outfits because dressing this way exploits women. She pointed out that her own "street" outfit was a conservative knee length gray cotton dress. "That's why I wear this dress. I don't like to promote the image of women being sluts. " Wow number 2. Not what I was expected. I do speak Spanish, but I did not want to waste my breath discussing the irony of the current situation we found ourselves in. In any event, I kind of liked her quirky-ness. She was young, like early college age, maybe, and that inexperience did not translate into good service. In fact, she had no sense of obligation when it came to that side of the equation. But I was still happy; it was nice just looking at her and playing with her and cumming on her lovely tits, all the while trying to understand how a person could think and act this way. And how she could justify laying naked next to a stranger who had just paid her for sex. Funny. If I returned to Cali, I would like to go back to that street corner and continue talking to her and joke around some more. Maybe, I'd understand her a bit better. Plus, when she is a little older, and has more experience, her services would be more on par with the kind of girl she is trying not to represent.

Took a cab back to my digs and enjoyed way too many of Dona Marta's empanadas. Next day I left for Bogota. Hoping that the capital city wouldn't have started to shut things down due to the pandemic.

[LoveItHere69]

Spirit Airlines had a jet picking passengers up at Cali then Bogota to Fort Lauderdale. April 9. Just checked April 7 at 5:00 PM and all sold out.

[GringoItaliano]

Great report brother even tho you didn't enjoy Cali that much I'm glad MDE has been treating you well. What spots do you recommend in MDE? I went two years ago but did not get to experience much of the scene since I was such a newbie. I've been to CTG three times in the past two years so I'm actually curious to see that CTG isn't your cup of tea LOL. I've always like it, but then again I haven been exposed to uch other cities.

The spot in MDE that I recommend is Facebook. It took me three trips to see the advantages of the Internet over traditional in-person venues.

CTG certainly has its merits, but it it is too hot and overpriced. Most of the girls are from Medellin anyway, and they have a more mercenary attitude. CTG does have the advantage of greater diversity than MDE, but so does Bogota, at cooler temperatures and a fraction of the price. I do like the historic character of the Old City, but it is prohibitively difficult to find chica-friendly apartment rentals in that part of CTG.

[Hank Athenia]

This report covers my abbreviated visit to Cali, which was the second leg of a longer March 2020 trip to that city and to Medellin. Please see my previous posts for an overview of my trip and a detailed account of the Medellin leg of my trip.

I chose to include Cali in my itinerary because: a) it was the last of Colombia's four main cities that I had not visited yet; b) I had generally above-average experiences with Caleas in Bogota and on the Dutch Caribbean islands where Colombian girls work; and c) descriptions of Cali's famously stacked women struck me as a welcome contrast to the slimmer body types that prevail in Medellin.

As it turned out, Cali was not my cup of tea for several reasons. With that said, keep in mind as a caveat that I felt compelled to leave earlier than I had planned due to measures taken in response to the COVID-19 pandemic. My sample of mongering experiences was thus more limited than I had planned, and I did not have enough time to visit certain key venues that I had planned to visit. The circumstances under which I left may have also influenced my perceptions. Nonetheless, even before I decided to leave early, I had already been getting the sense that Cali was not going to work out for me anyway and had already begun to weigh the value of staying against the many growing reasons to leave.

Great report brother even tho you didn't enjoy Cali that much I'm glad MDE has been treating you well. What spots do you recommend in MDE? I went two years ago but did not get to experience much of the scene since I was such a newbie. I've been to CTG three times in the past two years so I'm actually curious to see that CTG isn't your cup of tea LOL. I've always like it, but then again I haven been exposed to uch other cities.

[LoveItHere69]

Location: Cali, Bogot.

Event: Humanitarian Flight to Fort Lauderdale on April 9 Operated by Spirit Airlines.

The USA Embassy is pleased announce that Spirit Airlines will operate a humanitarian flight on April 9, 2020. The flight will depart from Alfonso Bonilla Aragand International Airport (CLO) in Cali, board additional passengers in El Dorado International Airport (BOG) in Bogot, and then proceed to Fort Lauderdale. Hollywood International Airport (FLL) in Fort Lauderdale, Florida.

This flight has been made available to allow USA Citizens and Legal Permanent Residents to return to the United States. Please contact Spirit Airlines directly for seat availability, reservations, and pricing information.

This flight can only be booked online.

If you are interested in returning to the United States, please take advantage of this flight. The USA Government cannot guarantee the ability to arrange flights indefinitely. USA Citizens should return immediately to the United States, unless you are prepared to remain abroad for an indefinite period.

If you purchase a ticket on this flight, and encounter difficulties traveling to the airport from your location, please contact us at ColombiaEvac@state.gov or (57) 1 275-2000. We have received reports that taxis and bus companies continue to operate, albeit at reduced and limited schedules. If you believe you will have difficulty reaching the airport due to travel restrictions, please provide us with your travel information (name, date of birth, passport number, and contact details).

[GringoItaliano]

This report covers my abbreviated visit to Cali, which was the second leg of a longer March 2020 trip to that city and to Medellin. Please see my previous posts for an overview of my trip and a detailed account of the Medellin leg of my trip.

I chose to include Cali in my itinerary because: a) it was the last of Colombia's four main cities that I had not visited yet; b) I had generally above-average experiences with Caleas in Bogota and on the Dutch Caribbean islands where Colombian girls work; and c) descriptions of Cali's famously stacked women struck me as a welcome contrast to the slimmer body types that prevail in Medellin.

As it turned out, Cali was not my cup of tea for several reasons. With that said, keep in mind as a caveat that I felt compelled to leave earlier than I had planned due to measures taken in response to the COVID-19 pandemic. My sample of mongering experiences was thus more limited than I had planned, and I did not have enough time to visit certain key venues that I had planned to visit. The circumstances under which I left may have also influenced my perceptions. Nonetheless, even before I decided to leave early, I had already been getting the sense that Cali was not going to work out for me anyway and had already begun to weigh the value of staying against the many growing reasons to leave.

To be blunt, the city of Cali itself struck me as kind of a dump, and a rather boring dump at that. A city being a dump is not a deal breaker for me if the city also has redeeming qualities, but I struggled to find something about the urban environment of Cali that I liked, other than the mongering opportunities.

The mongering opportunities were nonetheless sub-par, in my opinion, compared to Colombia's three other main cities. The real showstopper was the pervasive CBJ, which is normally a deal breaker for me, but I had to either accept it there or go without action. I had gotten the sense from my pre-trip research that CBJ was the norm here, but my research did not prepare me for the high level of resistance to BBBJ. All but one girl gave me a firm no when I proposed BBBJ, even when I offered extra money, citing house rules that required CBJ only. I had read that BBBJ was readily available at Dr. Amor, but I learned when I arrived that this famous casa had suspended BBBJ service due to COVID-19. Ironically, the only time that I succeeded in scoring BBBJ was when the city government had closed the clubs due to COVID-19, which I learned the hard way when I arrived at Club 44 on my last night. They had closed the club per se but were still operating like a casa. The girl that I chose was willing to do BBBJ because she knew that she would need the extra money in the hard times ahead.

The house rules against BBBJ raise another point about Cali that struck me in my pre-trip research: the dominance of venues where girls work for the house, such as the casas and the night clubs, rather than independently and for themselves. In my experience, I have usually fared better with girls that can set their own hours, rates, and services and choose their own customers, rather than those that work for the house and have less or no flexibility in that regard. The way I see it, if the girl is more comfortable with the terms of our session and can negotiate them on her own, I will usually have a better experience with her. My pre-trip research identified the two La 20 bars and two other bars near them as top venues for independents in Cali, but unfortunately I did not have the opportunity to get to them before I left, which is one of my main regrets. I think I would have fared better there, at least in my ability to get BBBJ, if not in more general terms. If I ever return to Cali, the two La 20 bars would be at the top of my list.

The two famous casas in Cali Dr. Amor and Caras Lindas are among the most prominent venues on the local mongering scene. The salience of those two casas is probably great for guys that prefer casas, but I have developed a distaste for casas over the years. I did nonetheless feel the need to check out both of them, not only for their prominence, but also because they seemed to do things a bit differently than typical casas. I was interested in the opportunity for a pre-session chat with the girls, as one of the reasons for my distaste for most casas was that the rather impersonal selection from a lineup straight to a session seemed rather brusque to me. I also found it promising that Caras Lindas does a "quality assurance" call to the room at the end of the session, in the interest of ensuring customer satisfaction.

The two casas are polar opposites in many ways. The lineup at the larger and more upscale Dr. Amor facility had a ton of girls, most of whom had some serious tits & ass, frequently of the silicone variety. The smaller lineup at the more modest Caras Lindas facility consisted of younger, slimmer, and more natural girls, who presented themselves totally naked in the lineup. I had higher hopes for Dr. Amor, but I actually had a better experience at Caras Lindas, which I would not have expected. Perhaps those flaquitas in Medellin have begun to alter my taste in women, but the girl that I chose at Caras Lindas also had a better attitude and stronger erotic skills, despite being visibly younger. My choice there was Julieta, a tall, slender, olive-skinned, and college-age girl with glasses whose physical service and GFE was about as good as I could have expected for a session with a CBJ in a casa. I do not even remember the name of my artificially enhanced and noticeably older selection at Dr. Amor, whose service was decent but otherwise unremarkable.

I had higher hopes for the "meet & greet" environment of the night clubs & bars, such as the Caleas chain of clubs and the two nude bars, Olympus and Billares Lomas. Memories of my German FKK tour last year led me to make the nude bars a high priority. I decided to go with the larger but less well-known Billares Lomas first, rather than the smaller and more well-known Olympus. It was not long before I came to regret my decision to prioritize the nude bars. To be quite honest, the girls had rather unappealing or downright unfuckable bodies, as they were flabby, sloppy, out of shape, or just plain fat. Having just spent a week with the gym rats of Medellin, I felt like I was trading down. I had one drink, crossed Olympus off my list as well, and left for one of the Caleas clubs up north.

The Caleas night clubs had better talent, but the quality was still noticeably below Medellin standards, and these venues posed their own problems. Please keep in mind that, when I say that the talent was below Medellin standards, I am trying to be as objective as possible about an inherently subjective topic and factor out my own tastes as much as possible. Indeed, I came to Cali in part because I wanted stacked girls with some serious tits & ass. I certainly did find some serious tits & ass, but I did not realize that so many of them would be so unappealing in other ways, including facial features, hairstyles, fat or flabby bodies, poorly executed plastic surgery, and attitudes. I have historically said that I like thick bodies more than most white guys, but I realize now that I need to qualify that by saying that I like thick & fit bodies. I never had to make that distinction in other Colombian cities or in other places with Colombian girls, but Cali highlighted that distinction for me. The only place with a consistently good lineup of thick & fit girls was at Dr. Amor. Indeed, most of the girls that appealed to me the most visually turned out to be from Medellin or other parts of Colombia, rather than Cali or its vicinity. I should add as a caveat that I did not manage to visit Deluxe, which supposedly has the highest-quality talent, so perhaps that experience would have changed my perspective. Physical qualities aside, I found that many of the girls in Cali lacked the charm, grace, and warmth to which I had grown accustomed in Medellin. Some of them struck me as cold or even trashy.

The numbers of girls at these night clubs was typically small maybe 20 max. The small numbers would not have been a problem if the clubs had been concentrated in one area, as in the Santa Fe red light district of Bogota, where one can quickly walk from one club to another one next door in order to shop around. The night clubs in Cali are instead spread across the city and often a significant distance from each other, which increases travel time and costs if one feels the need to move from one club to another in search of suitable talent. The other problem was the annoying tendency of Colombian customers to hog a bunch of girls usually the hottest ones. Around a bottle of alcohol and just socialize with them, rather than fucking them. Indeed, many of these Colombian guys looked like they were too drunk to fuck. I suppose that this use of the girls' labor helps the clubs sell more alcohol, but I would think (correct me if I am wrong) that the girls would make more money from sessions. This annoying tendency was a huge cockblock for me, as I was hesitant to try to snag any of these girls. Perhaps I would have had a more positive assessment of these clubs if it was not for this problem.

I did nonetheless manage to score a few decent sessions (if one can consider a session with CBJ decent) in the night clubs. One was a tall, thin, white, and blonde girl from Medellin at one of the northern Caleas clubs. She was cute but might have had a hard time competing at typical Medellin venues, and she was the only one not being hogged by Colombian guys with bottles of aguardiente. She had a nice tight pussy and decent head game for CBJ. I pulled another blonde white girl with a fat ass from the hinterland of Bogota at the Caleas venue in the Granada neighborhood. I pulled a thick Calea MILF with huge tits at one of the southern Caleas clubs. She was the best of my pulls from the night clubs, as her head game was almost good enough to compensate for the CBJ, and I fucked and nutted on her huge tits. I had a serious dud at another one of the northern Caleas clubs, who rode my dick too roughly and used way too much lube, but she was smoking hot and perhaps one of the fittest girls that I saw in Cali. I should note that I was unable to obtain permission to photograph any of these girls; I encountered more resistance to photography in Cali than I have anywhere else, even the Santa Fe red light district of Bogota.

I soldiered on and was ready to give the clubs a second chance, but then the city government shut down the clubs in order to slow the spread of COVID-19. I had also learned earlier that day that local authorities in Medellin had begun instructing foreigners that had entered the country recently to isolate themselves for 14 days in order to slow the spread of COVID-19. I checked with my hotel, and they said that they were unaware of any such restrictions on foreigners in Cali and had received no guidance from local authorities to have foreign guests isolate themselves. I suspect that Cali authorities had not yet received or executed such orders, perhaps because there are so few foreigners there that it was a lower priority than in Medellin. I could nonetheless read the writing on the wall, as the Colombian government had also banned the entry of foreigners and closed its land and sea borders recently, and I decided that it was best for me to leave early. In retrospect, this decision was probably right. What I had seen of Cali thus far did not inspire much confidence that it would get any better for me, regardless of COVID-19, and the closure of the clubs and the possibility of a quarantine in my hotel room would have left me with fewer or no opportunities to give Cali a second chance. It was also unclear how long flights out of Cali would be available, and I did not want to take the risk of getting stuck there.

Up to this point, Avianca had been the one airline about which I had never had any complaints. I tried changing my itinerary myself online, but I was unable to do so because I had bought my ticket outside Colombia. I could not call their customer service number because, like many airlines, they were only taking calls from customers traveling within the next 72 hours (which I was not, according to my original itinerary). I actually had to go the physical Avianca office in Cali to find out that the cost of changing my itinerary would have been greater than the original cost of the ticket itself, even with the waiving of change fees due to COVID-19. It was actually much cheaper to buy a new one-way ticket on Spirit out of Cali, with a connection to New York via Fort Lauderdale. Once I got home, it took me days to contact an Avianca representative by phone to cancel my remaining flights and request a voucher for a future flight. The customer service representative said that I should expect the voucher to arrive by email within two hours; as I write, I am still waiting for it a week later. This experience was my first disappointment with Avianca, but I understand that conditions are tough for all airlines now.

Cali did not impress me enough to motivate me to go out of my way to try it again, although I do regret that I did not get to the La 20 bars or Deluxe. The timing was clearly bad, but I am skeptical that better circumstances would have improved my experience enough to justify giving Cali a second chance. What struck me most of all was the contrast with the consistently above-average experiences that I have had with Caleas in other places, such as Bogota and the Dutch Caribbean islands. Perhaps the difference is due to: a "brain drain" of the better talent out of Cali to more lucrative markets; or the dominance in Cali of venues where girls work for the house rather than themselves, which usually do not work as well for me. I would say that Cali is not in the same league as Colombia's other three main cities. Indeed, given the choice between Cali and the DR as destinations for stacked women, I would rather go to the DR and keep in mind that I pretty much gave up on the DR after I discovered Colombia. The DR has a similar quality and style of talent, readily available BBBJ, a safer and more pleasant environment, and easier access to and from many USA Airports. I had hoped that the lower levels of gringo travel to Cali would make it more pristine and untouched, like the Santa Fe red light district of Bogota, but now I see that it probably attracts so few gringos because it is just not that good.

[Shamester]

On Saturday went to Dr. Amor in the afternoon. Unfortunately my fav was occupied.

Pathetic line up. At least five mongers left without selecting a chica.

Selected a chica with a resemblance to Katie Holmes. Pretty face but body was not up to par due to having 2 kids. It was a decent performance. She was wearing an orange wristband hence the lower price.

During the evening started at Calenas VIP in Menga. Zero girls were working. Drank one beer at 10.000 peso and departed.

Ubered to Flores Frescao. Very nice place that appears to be an old mansion. There were 3 girls available. One super skinny from the Amazonian wanted 150.000 for 20 minutes. The pricing is ridiculous at this establishment. Declined at selecting an older chica at this price.

Ubered to Club 44. This place had more chicas available but they possessed stuffy attitudes. There was one good looking one but she acted like a queen. Beers were 20.000 and tequila shots the same price.

There was some local grilling options up the street. One of them was very crowded offering huge hamburger and pork sandwiches.

Returned to the hotel. The streets are empty along with the bars. The hotel staff said people are scared about the Coronavirus and staying home.

[Eszpresszo]

Ubered to Bar La 20. Many chicas that were on the larger side. Definitely not to my liking.

Small basic room with a fan. No need to return to this joint.

Many chicas on the larger side? I doubt you were there. I saw only one big girl the two times I was there, and it was the same girl. Half of them easily qualified as petite. The rooms are actually in an adjoining short-time hotel. Rooms have porn on TV, a chair for sexual activities, tile walls, mirror on the ceiling and a round bed. See the photos I took below. Yes, it was a small room.

[Eszpresszo]

Price was 103.000 for 30 minutes. Shall get her to my hotel.

Its 85 k for an hour. There are no more expensive chicas. How did you dream this up?

[Shamester]

Today returned to Cara Linda's. Unimpressive lineup. Selected my favorite. Good service but its time to move on.

Ubered to Bar La 20. It's located in a very sketchy area. Very good security and police presence. There is nothing to be concerned about in terms of safety.

My first impression is Tijuana. The club is very cheap. Many chicas that were on the larger side. Definitely not to my liking.

Surprised how many chicas were from Medellin. Found a slim one with fake tits and an amazing ass. Face was good. Negotiated a price of 62.000 for 30 minutes.

Small basic room with a fan. Chica wanted to put on the rubber and go. Reverse CG was an amazing site. She could gyrate like j lo. That was the only highlight since she tried to control the positions. No need to return to this joint.

Taxied to escoces. Found out it is whiskey bar. Since I wanted to drink beer I departed.

Ubered over to club deluxe. Very nice club with a big selection of women. It's one hundred us for an hour. IMO below average lineup with numerous overweight women.

Cara's Linda and Dr Amor are cheaper with much better women. One of the taxi drivers highly recommends Calenas VIP Menga. Shall investigate tomorrow.

[Shamester]

Yesterday returned to Cara Linda's. Decent line up. Sessioned again with Isabella and the one hour option.

Claimed I was her first client at 400 pm. Latin men generally don't select skinny girls.

Same great GFE and pse. Good massage as well. Plays the role of a sweetheart well. Speaks English very well.

This establishment is very customer oriented. At the end of the session an English speaking person rings the room and asks how it went. Plus the time is precise. Chica screams continually and easily orgasms.

Today walked to Dr Amor. Viewed the most expensive chicas. Giant selection of chicas. Selected an Armenian from Manizales.

She spoke some English. Has a one year old back in Manizales. Sexy curvy chica with a nice face and ass. Obtained her number as she is open for a hotel visit.

Very good session despite no kissing. Loves oral and is skilled. Good use of teeth during oral. Oozes sex. Very good massage. Price was 103.000 for 30 minutes. Shall get her to my hotel.