Cali Reports

[Tom 33]

If you must go, follow Ricker's advice. It is more likely that she will take you to her favorite clothes store and try to milk you dry than sell you to the FARC.

It might be an idea to restrict your activities to daytime and early evening for a couple of days. I would be leery of leaving the city. Of course I'm leery OF the city. Be very careful in areas that look shabby.

[Rob Hay]

GL Nice report....Sounds like your pretty fluent in Spanish from your sucessful trip. It think Caracas girls have been Miami girls for years now(not that I'm complaining), the women in Cartagena and especially Medellin are both well on their way to being Americanized. I've read all the posts of Cali and it sounds like Cali is a city not touched by those influences.......yet. I love the grittiness of this place and am ready to see just how far my Spanish has come along...

[Ricker]

Hey Loco ... when ya heading back to Colombia?

Taking my chica to Medellin and to maybe visit Freeze in Pereira ... in about a week.

[Gringo Loco]

winner and co., thanks for the clarification. i guess we use the same terminology back in the states.... i.e., "i met this girl at a club and just two hours later she was back at my place blowing me! what a hoe!" (as in puta).

back to cali: avoid this town during semana santa if possible. it's dead. a few bars were open, but virtually empty. thursday and friday were the worst. even dr. amor was closed! good thing i'd had the foresight to get some phone numbers from some of the casa girls and my choco-latte was also giving it up or i'd have been sitting home whacking to the chicas on musica latina!

friday morning i woke up to the noise from the crowds beginning their ascent up to the mountain with las tres cruces. spoke with la recepcionista at my hotel who encouraged me to go. so off i went, solo. it was a bit overcast at first, but 20 minutes into the climb the sun came blazing out. white gringo, shaved head, no hat, no shirt, no sunblock..... no brains! man would i pay for my stupidity! anyway, i hooked up with this group of 3 girls, a tia and her **** daughter on the way up. one (early 20's) was a real hottie. i encouraged them to take the shorter (but more difficult) route to the top with me... "es facil!" i lost them somewhere along the way -- damn! made it to the top and my scalp was already itching from the sunburn. meet 2 other girls near the top who i chatted with for a while. one had a pretty face but demasiado junk in the trunk, the other a smoking body but the face wasn't quite doing it for me. so i focus in on the one with body. (if only i could put the cute head on the smoking body.... hmmmm). as i'm talking to them i feel a pinch on my ass. i turn but i'm not sure who did it (it's jammed packed up there). and again. i turn and see 3 girls behind me, one is grinning at me. i smile back. they all seem drunk at 1 in the afternoon.... interesting. just then the group that i met earlier makes it to the top. i excuse myself from my present company thinking that my best option was the hottie from before. they're thirsty, tired, and somewhat aggravated with me for having led them up the more difficult route. i buy a liter of postobon manzana to share with them, but i can tell that the magic has gone. i tell them i'm going to go take some fotos and head off in search of either cute face / fat ass with her friend "butter face", or the 3 chicas who were pinching my butt. can't find any of them, so with my head and the back of my neck in full blaze from the hot sun i began the descent as i started out -- alone..... damn!

i lost my focus and ended up with nada! well not exactly nada, because as i would discover later when i finally made it back to my room i was as red as a lobster. el gringo langosta comes to cali! over the next few days i would often have to answer the question "que paso?" with regards to my sunburn. freeze and "w" have a good laugh at my expense.

freeze invites me to go a fiesta at his novia's mother's house a few days later. he and w go to all my favorite casas in his jeep in a vain effort to track me down. "habia aqui un gringo, mono... rojo?" but alas they were unsuccesful as i hit a new place and had my phone turned off during my hour of pleasure. we go in freeze's jeep, bouncing over the potholes to the fiesta. it's a strata 2 hood, but not scary as i'd imagined it might be. the party is fun. lots of booze, food, dancing. too bad that the only hot girl there is freeze's novia, but everyone is real friendly. later freeze drops w and me off at a bar down in the south where he had been once before. w doesn't want to get out of the jeep, but i urge him on. once there, it's not as bad as it seemed. we have a couple of beers and then head off to another place that the doorman recommends called la luna, and then eventually to a below ground club called subterraneo. good vibe at both places. i get some numbers but go home alone. w has some pussy waiting for him back home like he always seems to. sonofabitch!

i go out to an area with a bunch of clubs... plaza norte? not sure if i remember the name right. it's a thursday. only one place is hopping -- la escolona(?) we get a table and order a bottle. freeze is lucky to have such a sweet and sexy novia. god bless you freeze! some girl catches my eye and i excuse myself from the table to say hello. pretty soon we're dancing to the reggaeton and she's grinding pretty hard on me. unfortunately she's not that hot, but certainly available. i scope out the rest of the club. the place is smoky and jam packed with drunk, dancing revelers. i find a table with 3 girls (all very do-able) and 2 guys. i say hi to one of the dudes... "cual es tu novia?" i ask. "no", he replies, "amigas. cual te gusta?" before i know it, freeze and his novia find me and hand me half a bottle of rum that's left. "have fun!" i add my bottle to the other on the table and feel the situation out. i zero in on the girl that seems most receptive to me. after all, we only bang girls that want to bang us (unless of course we're paying). everybody's drunk, me included. i ask her to come back with me. she doesn't know. we're kissing and dancing. the lights come on. it's over. c'mon, no te mordere (i'm not going to bite you). i tell her friends that i want her to come home with me but she doesn't want to. go, they tell her. she just needed their blessing. off we go. the sex is good! too bad my trip is winding down.

my last night in town we all head to juanchito, a bar district 20 minutes or so out of town. we go to a well known salsa club named chango. "w" is kind enough to hook me up with an amiga of one of his various chicas. man was she something! pretty face, dark hair and a perfect gym-toned body with big cans. the girl could move on the dance floor too. i was in full blown lust! freeze leaves with his novia and her amiga gorda. (note to freeze: how come all of your girl's amigas are fat?) w jumps in a cab with his girl and attempts the speedy exit, but her friend isn't buying it. she insists on getting into the cab too, so we all end up at w's place at around 4am. i'm trying to talk my girl into coming home with me. "it's my last night, soy caballero, solo quiero hablar y conocerte mejor... blah blah blah." w pulls the curtain separating his bed from the living area. i know my boy is getting blown in there at the very least (which he confirms the next day). my girl won't leave with me, and eventually gets her friend to leave with her. damn! if only i had another day or two i know i'd seal the deal.

freeze is coming to bring me to the airport at 1pm. my cell rings at 10:30, it's my 20 yr old choco-latte. she wants to come over for a despedida (send off). we go at it for over an hour, shower and then head to the house across the street -- a private restaurant -- for lunch. i have a big plate of arroz con pollo. she only wants a jugo.... again! freeze finds me there with her eating my last meal in cali. "vamos."

it's been a couple of weeks now that i'm back home and i miss cali a lot. the dirty, sometimes scary streets. hanging with the boys. chasing chicas and banging prostitutas and putas. medellin is a far nicer city, but cali has its own unique charm to it. the mongering is good in both places, but i wouldn't recommend cali to a non-spanish speaking first timer. it's far easier in cartagena or at greg & robert's pussy palace, but i'll probably head back to cali first.

[Ricker]

in Cali ... once out of customs ... only one exit out ... to the left, on the street, are taxis lined up ... all official taxis.

[Freedick]

I wouldn't go to Cali to meet someone that I had never met. And I live in Colombia.

Tom, you know how mongers are...my little head is acting up...could you please provide safety tips? Questions to ask her? Things to absolutely avoid when dealing with her? Dead giveaways?

[Freedick]

How do I know a taxi is official?

No big deal Freedick ...

If you really want to meet this chica ... fly to Cali ... take official taxi to your hotel ... have the chica meet you at the hotel or restaraunt / cafe to meet the first time.

Don't have her pick you up at the airport.

A normal, middle class, nice chica normally will not run to Cartagena to meet up with someone that haven't even met in person yet.

Cali is not the best spot for inexperienced Colombia traveler to monger ... but to meet up with a chica ... no big deal ... you could always fly to Cartegena from Cali if it doesn't work out.

I've had nothing but bad luck with dating sites ... but that's just me ... I much prefer meeting them out and about ... it's not tough in Colombia, especially if ya speak the lingo.

Suerte!

[Ricker]

No big deal Freedick ...

If you really want to meet this chica ... fly to Cali ... take official taxi to your hotel ... have the chica meet you at the hotel or restaraunt / cafe to meet the first time.

Don't have her pick you up at the airport.

A normal, middle class, nice chica normally will not run to Cartagena to meet up with someone that haven't even met in person yet.

Cali is not the best spot for inexperienced Colombia traveler to monger ... but to meet up with a chica ... no big deal ... you could always fly to Cartegena from Cali if it doesn't work out.

I've had nothing but bad luck with dating sites ... but that's just me ... I much prefer meeting them out and about ... it's not tough in Colombia, especially if ya speak the lingo.

Suerte!

[Tom 33]

I wouldn't go to Cali to meet someone that I had never met. And I live in Colombia.

[Freedick]

Hi mongers,

I met a chica on a dating website, she is from Cali, university girl. She is insisting that I visit Cali.

From the forum I saw that it is not good to go to Cali for a non experienced traveller, so I proposed to meet up in Cartagena, but she is insisting on Cali so that I can meet her family.

According to her, her brothers are engineers and doctors, and her family is middle class.

As far as she knows, I am not rich or particularly wealthy.

Is this a typical scheme? Am I going to be sold to a local hospital for body parts? Sold to the FARC? Tortured in a video sent to the government? Am I running into a large, fat trap?

[Ricker]

good explanation

[Tiny 12]

Tom 33, prepago is typically a good-looking, classy semipro. She doesn't go with a lot of men, and may go out on a regular date with you before you do the deed later that night. Sometimes she's a student. You do pay her cash. Best translation for puta might be "wh*re", and it's vulgar. It does mean prostitute. But just like in English, you can call a woman a wh*re who doesn't have sex for money.

[Ricker]

Hey amigo ... I think you PMd me ... accidentally deleted ... write back if ya need algo.

[Tom 33]

In Cartagena I have heard the term "prepago" applied to a chica who has sex with you for money. In Medellin they are called "grillas" or "putas." But in Bogota a grilla is an ugly chica.

It seems that every area of Colombia has its own twist on the language.

Ever heard of qubo(cue-bo)? It is a greeting used primarily by Paisas, a contraction of que hubo.

[Escort King]

Gringo Loco,

I enjoy your posts. Looks like you are having a great time. Just to clarify a term, that most do use incorrectly. But so people in Colombia might understand you better.

When you pay someone to have sex with you in Colombiana, the term for them is prostituta, not puta.

A puta is a term for your, let's call them "regular girls" but just simply love sex. I. E. You go to a disco, or you meet someone on the street and invite them to dinner. Sure there may be some chemistry and they may be into you. But most likely they are muy arrecha and they like sleeping around b/c they like sex. So of course they are going to go with a gringo if they have a shot. Another example. Maybe you enroll at a University, and chat up the gals in your class. If it's a girlfriend you are looking for or they are looking for a bf its one thing. But if not. And she jumps in the sack with you then the term for her is "puta". Does that make sense. Most gringos don't understand that.

Thus. If you are paying them. They are a prostituta.

If not, they are a "puta".

I just thought I'd let you know because 1) if you call a prostituta a puta. She will be very offended. And of course vice versa, and 2) If some Colombianos sya to you. "Vamos a buscar unas putas. " They are simply saying lets try to go hook up and get laid. Could be at a disco, party, University, anywhere. But not somewhere where you pay for sex. Does this make sense?

Hi Winner71,

Interesting, because here in Argentina, the word "puta" is the slang term for a prostitute.

Thanks,

Jackson

Good tip... it is definitely what is used locally.. puta means worker in the DR too...