Medellin Reports

[Artisttyp]

i know this has been discussed here before but i am still not clear on a few things. i am sorry if this is a repeat topic.

i belong to jp morgan chase so i get ass raped everytime i use my debit card. as any seasoned traveler i carry some cash a credit card travelers checks etc.

my question is can i exchange dollars for pesos at cambios ? i've been told by one member that there is a cambio in poblado that only changes 100 dollar bills. this seems really weird to me. most latin countries will except everything but 100 bills. what is the norm for exchanging cash putting better atm rates aside?

can someone fill me in ?

i know about citibank and pre paid debit cards etc. i'm not intrested in any of them. i'm stuck with chase and that is how it goes.

by the way i am disgusted with the industry of making money off access to
your own money. it's gross.

thank you for your time.

[Zig Monger]

Hey Tung,

Great report, one of the best in a long time. I will be heading down to Medellin for the first time in a week and a half. I am excited as fuck about it!

I see you were at Mayorista area at night. Is it safe there at night?

Is The centro different from Mayorista?

Just a couple of questions I had. I also look foward to any updates you have.

Thanks

Mayorista seems much safer at night than centro. Never felt threatened at mayorista at night, and have been there solo on several occasions, though do keep your eyes open as anything is possible. Centro is just too dicey, in my opinion at night, although during the day relatively safe. Just too many drunken colombianos, street type of people hanging in that area after dark. There can be a diamond in the rough here, so shopping from the taxista is an option!

[Sixpaku Too]

Hey Tung,

Great report, one of the best in a long time. I will be heading down to Medellin for the first time in a week and a half. I am excited as fuck about it!

I see you were at Mayorista area at night. Is it safe there at night?

Is The centro different from Mayorista?

Just a couple of questions I had. I also look foward to any updates you have.

Thanks

[Tungurahua]

thanks to malodr for posting in the medellin maps forum; i didn't even know it was there. with a city map on paper, a good camera, and armed with forum information i re-did the maps to suit myself, consolidated a list of places and addresses. tape the two maps together (map 2 slides under map 1) for full context.

i attach them to the end of this post if anyone is interested. i am holding off on posting them in the medellin maps section until i leave, as i would like to ask a few questions first, then add to / subtract from / revise the images.

if anyone has anything to add to the list and/or maps -- another casa, hours of operation, or if an addy or pricing is wrong, etc -- just let me know via the forum or a pm.

the questions i have are:

(1) is the address right for nana? there is no cr 57 48-09 or 48-69. is it closed? i could not find it.

(2) monte caprino. suspect it is no longer a casa but a normal home. i rang the buzzer, people peek through the shutters, no one opens the door. can someone confirm?

(3) play model, at cll 57 50-19, is the address right? is it closed? i could not find it. lots of trannies about.

(4) casa blanca. when i rang the buzzer no one answered. may be closed.

(5) dally, at cr 45 50-59, is a hotel. i think the lady said girls show up at night. huh? is this a casa or a hotel?

thursday, may 8. in ma piases i sampled tatiana, 20 years, 35k-30mins. beautiful girl, great hardbody, but she was distant. the mamasan here seems to run a tight show.

a few hours later in aiffe i sampled juliet, 19 years, 30k-30mins. another hardbody, jiggly c-tits, this one with a friendlier software package.

friday, may 9. in quito the most popular working name is andrea, here it seems to be camilla. there must be a camilla in every casa. in a sister-club of sexy, masajes 55-35, i picked up michelle, 23 years, 25k-30mins. a slender 8, long straight black hair to her ass, pretty face.

having finished my first circuit of central's casas come early evening i popped into strip club americana for a beer. a couple cuties present.

somehow convinced myself that i needed to see mangos. while going there i figured may as well stop in at mayorista's street scene for a friday night look. i had no idea where hotel el castillo was so i resolved to walk around the whole mayorista complex / district if need be. fortunately upon exiting the metro, ayura station, it was a mere four or five blocks before i hit the scene.

arrived about 9:30pm. sat for beers. this place is great! it's almost like a small piece of vila mimosa in medellin. a couple dozen bars, a dozen hotels, and a lot of chicas continuously coming and going.

almost immediately i saw a cute chica. she doesn't shy away, makes eye contact, smiles. mulatta. pretty face, long slender legs. after some time she came up to me and introduced herself, christine, 18 years young, speaks decent english. she asks "i am slim?" fuck yeah, baby, you're slimmer than a toothpick.

for a friday night there were a handful of petite fuckables present. by 1am i decided christine was the best thing going. 25k-40mins, hotel room 12k.

first thing in the room her eyes open wide with excitement: "do you like cocaine?!" i laughed "no thanks." fucking an 8teenie while listening to aerosmith's love in an elevator gives the song a new dimension. "going down?" a new memory to last forever. pliable, french kissing, she was a good sexing.

to my disappointment, however, the bars of mayorista closed at 1:30am. lame, dude. taxied home to central for 9000 pesos, last words written: "i fucked an 18 year pussy today. it was a good day."

i never did make mangos.

saturday, may 10. went to aiffe for a return session with juliet. instead the last chica to walk out astonished me with her beauty. wow. she is probably the hottest mulatta i have laid my eyes on. fernanda, 20 years, 30k-30mins. very friendly, long mane of curly black hair to her hot ass, perky c-cup tits, long slender fingers and toes, pretty face, curves galore. i am going to do a return session with her on monday and ask for pictures. i don't take a lot of pics anymore, only of the super-starlets. being a 9 she easily qualifies.

at night i returned to mayorista's street scene for more boozing and slumming. not as many girls on sat as fri. picked samantha, 19 years, 30k-30mins, hotel 12k.

a milestone in medellin: on thursday juliet had the honor of being the 200th chica sexed in south america in 25 months (april 2006 to present). an international breakdown looks like this:

quito: 152 chicas, 356 sessions
loja: 4 chicas, 4 sessions
brazil: 17 chicas, 30 sessions
peru: 7 chicas, 7 sessions
bolivia: 7 chicas, 9 sessions
argentina: 4 chicas, 5 sessions
paraguay: 4 chicas, 5 sessions
columbia: 9 chicas, 9 sessions

total: 204 chicas, 425 sessions.

i was striving to break the 200 mark in quito but it is columbia that comes through for me. hmmm, what milestone should i strive for next? i need something new to inspire me.

david3069: re: frequent stops/searches. ecuador military searched my bag on their side, but i have not been stopped or searched once in columbia.

artisttyp: re: dress in medellin. i have resumed normal look and dress here in medellin. though i keep an eye out i feel safe here. much safer than in lima for example. i was thinking after my first night in mayorista that i am in medellin, columbia, all pissed up and walking around the streets at 2am. it is odd as i never thought to be doing this.

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[Aussie Greg]

Maybe it was diamonds, its was just what my secretary told me after reading the paper.

A.G.

Euros?

That's curious. Pablo was killed in 1993 and the euro was introduced in 1999.

From wikipedia.org:

"Pablo Emilio Escobar Gaviria, a.k.a. El Patrón or El Doctor (December 1, 1949 – December 2, 1993) gained world infamy as a Colombian drug dealer."

"The euro was introduced to world financial markets as an accounting currency in 1999 and launched as physical coins and banknotes on 1 January 2002. It replaced the former European Currency Unit (ECU) at a ratio of 1:1."

[Mule69]

Euros?

That's curious. Pablo was killed in 1993 and the euro was introduced in 1999.

From wikipedia.org:

"Pablo Emilio Escobar Gaviria, a.k.a. El Patrón or El Doctor (December 1, 1949 – December 2, 1993) gained world infamy as a Colombian drug dealer."

"The euro was introduced to world financial markets as an accounting currency in 1999 and launched as physical coins and banknotes on 1 January 2002. It replaced the former European Currency Unit (ECU) at a ratio of 1:1."

That would make it hard to have Euros then LOL! I visited Pablos grave last week and was surprised they had exhumed his body in 06. His nephew requested it. You can see it on You Tube just type Escobar exhummacion. Very interesting to say the least as the family stands around as they open his coffin and his nephew examines his skull, counts his teeth and pokes the holes in his skull. No rest for the wicked!

[Nortelx]

just recently they dug up the bottom of his pool and found dollars, euro´s, gold etc.

Euros?

That's curious. Pablo was killed in 1993 and the euro was introduced in 1999.

From wikipedia.org:

"Pablo Emilio Escobar Gaviria, a.k.a. El Patrón or El Doctor (December 1, 1949 – December 2, 1993) gained world infamy as a Colombian drug dealer."

"The euro was introduced to world financial markets as an accounting currency in 1999 and launched as physical coins and banknotes on 1 January 2002. It replaced the former European Currency Unit (ECU) at a ratio of 1:1."

[Hoyaboy]

Anyone else have recommendations for girls that deep throat.

[Tjmee]

Tunghuarua,

That was very insightful into what goes on when you go alone to those areas, I kinda like how you described Rio because I wouldn't expect it to have homeless people all over.

Thanks for all that info.

[Davidb3069]

April 29. Boarded the bus in Quito, Ecuador. After 28 months of circling South America it is time to break new ground and make for the border of Colombia. I know the border guards sometimes want to see proof of onward passage so I used Expedia and Paint to fake a flight ticket from Bogota to Canada, plus fake financial records for my bank account and credit card. Change a few numbers and one can be rich.

A little more danger and drama than I prefer but I'm glad you made it ok to Medellin.

I found the gay announcer comment funny. It seems like all the girls have gay "safe" friends.

I take it you didn't experience the frequent stops/searches that others report?

The nicer, cooler environment of Medellin is the place for me. That's why I live here in Quito.

David

[Artisttyp]

Ok guys,

looking for a wingman, I will be traveling to Medellin for my 1st time. Staying at the Famous Medellin Mansion.

1-Anyone headed that way out of Miami?

2-Any top reccomendations where to visit, restaurants, clubs, sightseeing?

3-Any girl reccomendations & how to contact them? (photos will help...jaja!)

I will around June 15 - July 16. I recommend you pay Jackson his $20 subscription fee to you can communicate with other members via the PM system. If not you risk not being able to communicate with people.

Most of your questions have already been answered in past posts.

[Mw1030]

Ok guys,

looking for a wingman, I will be traveling to Medellin for my 1st time. Staying at the Famous Medellin Mansion.

1-Anyone headed that way out of Miami?

2-Any top reccomendations where to visit, restaurants, clubs, sightseeing?

3-Any girl reccomendations & how to contact them? (photos will help...jaja!)

[Tungurahua]

April 29. Boarded the bus in Quito, Ecuador. After 28 months of circling South America it is time to break new ground and make for the border of Colombia. I know the border guards sometimes want to see proof of onward passage so I used Expedia and Paint to fake a flight ticket from Bogota to Canada, plus fake financial records for my bank account and credit card. Change a few numbers and one can be rich.

To my surprise it took six seconds to stamp out of Ecuador, five seconds to stamp into Columbia. Not a single question asked. Sixty day visa.

Caught a 800 peso bus to the bus terminal in Ipiales. First guy to greet me there asked "Pasto? " You bet. 5000 pesos, leaving immediately. This is efficient.

Outside the Pasto bus station I checked into a 12000 peso hotel for the night. The rule of travel for Colombia is: day time buses only, no night time. Two reasons: one is for safety, the other is to view the landscape -- half the reason I travel.

Found a Citibank ATM in Plaza de Narino, pulled 700,000 pesos. Viewed Volcan Galeras at 4200 meters. I noted "not a single bag search so far on this side of the border. No corpses littering the road, no masked bandits, no FARC guerillas -- but bring on the amputees -- guys with one arm or one leg, one arm and one leg, no legs, wrist and ankle stumps." Walked central for a few hours. A tame town. Retreated come 8pm for a good night's sleep.

April 30. On the bus to Popayan, one of two cities distinctly cautioned by both Canada and Australia: "We advise you to reconsider your need to travel to the cities of Cali and Popayan and most rural areas of Colombia because of the uncertain security situation."

On the way I noticed a pickup in military presence. The motorcycle soldier-groups seem to conduct roaming activities, setting up in one place for a while then moving up/down the highway. Also noticed during a restaurant break a soldier recording a jeep's license plates, driver's name, as the latter turned off the main highway onto a secondary road.

Made Popayan by 3:30pm, jumped off the bus in central, walked five blocks, checked into the first decent place I came across, Hotel Pass Home for 20000 pesos a night. Beautiful family run hotel. I laughed because she had bibles open in every room. I take it John Chapter 1 is a favorite. Orientated myself with a neighborhood walk, bought supper, posted some ISG-Quito finishings, retreated for the night come 9pm.

May 1. Visited two historic-colonial casas. On the way to the first casa I noticed people lining the streets, holding candles, waiting for a parade to begin. Thousands of people are in attendance. A deeply passionate Catholicism prevails. These days back home the only thing you can get people to parade for is gay pride. "Jesus is dead; long live the cock!"

After the parade I ascended El Morro de Tulcan, a hilltop for viewing the city. I eyed this hill yesterday but too many punks with beers were about. Today, however, families dominate. Up I go to snap pictures, Popayan being much smaller than I originally thought.

4pm. Descended the hill, within two blocks I looked behind me to see two drunks 'casually' following me, by their dress I can tell they are country bumpkins. I immediately took to crossing the road. Halfway across I do another shoulder check. One is pointing across the road, seemingly justifying to his partner why they should cross the road. It just happens to be the direction I am now going. Still in mid-cross I slow till they commit to crossing, then suddenly do a 180 degree turnabout, returning to the sidewalk I left. They keep on, me eying them, them 'not seeing' me. Back to central I go where the police are more predominant.

Internet for a bit. At 8pm I decide supper is due. It's dark, raining. I am a block from a chicken joint, cutting through a gas station parking lot, fifteen meters from a major road. Three city punks are also cutting through the lot. To avoid a crash-course I slightly altered my path. I casually look at the lead punk as we pass some three meters apart. He's inspecting me intensely. Hmmmm, so noted. Ten paces each in opposite directions. I shoulder check. As I thought: the lead has tipped his two friends, all three are doing a quick 180 degree turn. They note I note.

As I walk through the front of the gas station lot they cut around back. I see them emerge on the other side. It is raining so I am moving at a good clip, no need to run, into the chicken joint I go. They disappear into the rain and night.

That one-second of eye-contact refined my take on Colombia. These boys aren't the soft Indians of Peru, nor the sloppy street kids of Rio. When I looked into his eyes I saw something different. He was hard. He was sharp. He caught onto that slight change of trajectory instantly, through the night and through the rain. What saved me were my "Latino" colorings. It took him a few seconds to factor in the gringo elements. But he did -- and quickly. Fortunately for me safe distance was already established.

It was here I decided to implement the "Pakman." Years ago in southern Pakistan, an area more fucked up than Colombia has been or ever will be, I stopped shaving and dressed down so substantially that the locals were bewildered -- upon finding out I was a foreigner -- why I looked so poorly. One guy even offered to buy me a new shirt. Yes, it is time for a lockdown mode, the return of the Pakman, needing every advantage I can get to "blend-in" while travelling the south. Predicting I can breathe a little easier when reaching Medellin or Bogota.

May 2. I woke feeling as sharp as a razor and as bitter as the scorpion's sting. Obviously Uribe hasn't flushed 'em all down the shitter yet; crime still pays. Walked the eight blocks to the bus station, jumped on a bus to Cali. Military presence picked up along the highway.

Upon entry into southern Cali, for a 45 minute drive along Calles 5 and 10 to the bus station, I wrote: "Fuck me. I am back in (north) Rio. Homeless people everywhere. Hardened slum shithole streets."

Fortunately north Cali is a step up. Walked from the bus station to Iguana guest house, a bed for 14000 pesos. Nice, safe location. As always, throw the luggage into the room and begin scouting the neighborhood, central across the river: safety, food stores, restaurants, Internet, etc. Found a strawberry waffle and ice cream for 6600 pesos. Yum. Bought a city map along Av Sexta for 3000p. Printed off the ISG Cali casa list. Bought supper and retreated home to start cross-referencing fuckclubs.

May 3. It was post 1833 of the Cali board, by Catire, that clued me in on Cali's fuckclubs. I sighed. I've been through this already in Buenos Aires, Rio, Asuncion, La Paz. I hate the house-style setups. They are boring as fuck. I love the nightclub fuck-bars, loud music, dancing (and/or striptease), porn on tvs, cheap drinks, cheap cashsl*ts. Lots of energy to perk everyone up.

Cali's punishing heat gave me a throbbing headache upon drinking beers. I looked into two of the most popular casas. First: Clinica Doctor Amor. The setup is painful. Music barely heard, guys hardly drinking, girls forced to parade through "sala 1-2-3-4" (couches) to introduce themselves. Christ, they must do this two hundred times per day, if not more. No wonder they are uninspired. Maybe 15 chicas, none to my like. Sipped a 4000p beer, left.

Second: Ropa de Babe. Ten chicas, four of which were second-tier targets. I was uninspired. The person most eager to suck my dick was Bubbles, the gay presenter. Thick-cerveza head got worse with a second beer. I left. I found a restaurant for excellent grub. In the eve I went out in search of fuckclub Faraon (Pharoah), 2N 23-65. The addy is actually 2N 22-65. Closed. Appears permanently shut down. Pouring rain. Boots are soaked, clothes soaked, hair soaked (even with an umbrella), walked home sputtering "This city is a shithole!"

May 4. The zoo. Ever seen an ostrich sleeping? What an odd sight to see it sprawled on the ground. Visited the Iglesia de San Antonio for a hillside view of the city. Read through my guidebook to determine a country itinerary going forward: Armenia, Medellin, Cartagena, Bogota, Villa de Leyva. The rest of it does not interest me. There are activities, landscapes and biological diversity in other South American countries that equal and/or surpass what Colombia has but in safer environs. From day one I thought this and I continue to think this. Until Uribe flushes all the cockroaches down the toilet it's a bare-bones itinerary in 2008.

May 5. I woke wanting to hit more casas in the north. An 11am walk along Av Sexta, all shops still closed, snapped my temper. "I am sick of this city already." Grabbed my bag, hiked to the bus station and bought a one-way ticket out of Cali. Good riddance.

Armenia, 17000p hostal by the bus station, wandered the town for a couple hours. Started reading ISG-Medellin Lists to make my own consolidation.

May 6. To Medellin. The best and most scenic bus ride so far, following a surging-river valley. Picturesque landscaping. This made up for grandpa sitting in front of me. He had a monstrous case of death-breath. And the kid sitting beside me wouldn't shut up for the first two hours. For the last two hours he shut up all right, puke pouring out of his nostrils. Even with my stomach of iron the smell of puke sprayed on his clothes made me queasy.

12:22pm, a first glimpse of Medellin. First thought? "Now this is more like it! I am back in the mountains where I belong."

Metro-ed to station Prado. Hotel Cristal, 34000 per night ($20), private room and bath. Threw down the bag. For three hours I circled the streets, observing, noting things of interest. Looked into a dozen other hotels, found a better deal, more centralized, room twice as large, hardwood floors, stereo with cd player, tv, fan, 25000p, desk girl is prettier, a single block from grocery store Exito, lots of restaurants, 24 hour Internet, and a Citibank ATM nearby (El Union Centro Commercial, Carerra 49 y Calle 52-107), pulled 900,000 pesos. Picked up a large detailed city map for 21,800 pesos (Papeleria Marin Libreria, Calle 50 y 46-42). Photocopied the passport and visa. Ahhh, I quote the quote "luck is the residue of design."

Printed off my consolidated Medellin casa list. Retired for the night by 7pm, started cross-referencing casas on my map.

May 7. Changed hotels. Disengaged lockdown mode (i.e., Pakman status), prettying up for the chicas. Lunched, popped a cialis. 1:40pm, first casa visit being Venus, Calle 58 49-68, paid 35000 for 45 mins (2000 pennies), sexed Daniela, 21 years young. Tame cbj, tame sex, cute face, decent body (c-scar), usual positions, no kissing, still enough to pop over with a decent ass, flatdog saving the day as usual. I've sexed in tiny war-torn closets before but this is the first time I ever fucked on a plain mattress on the floor.

Net for 1.5 hours. Had a couple beers in a corner pub. Second casa, Barcelona, Calle 59 50-12, 4 chicas, none worthy of the cock. Left. Third casa, Alejas Sala Masajes, Calle 54 42-13, five chicas, none worthy of the cock, left.

More beers in a corner pub. 5pm. Fourth casa, New Life, Calle 56 43-39, six chicas, nada. Will have to return earlier another day as two decent lookers were leaving as I walked in.

Fifth casa is Geishas, Cr 43 56-47, chose Sonya, 21 years young, blonde, decent body, 30000 for 30 mins (1714 pennies), more receptive than Daniela but I didn't cum.

I exited Geishas. Looking at the list I see Aphrodite is right next door. I do a 180 degree turn, step back a few feet, walked in. Never done back-to-back thirty minute sessions before in different casas. Sat. Girls introduced. I looked at Laura's ass while she is walking away, which distracts me from the next girl, making for a laugh. Laura it is, 20 years young. 25000 pesos for 30 mins (1429 pennies). As the day wears on it just keeps on getting cheaper and cheaper.

Within fifteen minutes of exiting Sonya's pussy I was in Laura's mouth. Good cbj warmup. She mounted me. She can ride! This girl has some horsepower. Opted for missionary; she went for her clit with her fingers. I doubted its authenticity, having seen and experienced the "porno-imitation" before.

But when she put me on my back again, re-mounted while pinning me down, then doing the scrub-board rubbing on my pelvis and cock, there could be no doubt. She was game. With the pace of her breathing picking up I put my tongue to her neck and ears -- scrub, scrub, scrub -- and there she goes, sailing off the end of the world, into ecstasy, with loud grunts and moans.

She slowed down, lazily positioned into doggie. My turn! To flatdog, tasty ass cheeks swallowing the cock. Bye bye brain, Hello O (orgasm).

Day one in Medellin and I tagged three second-tier chicas. Not bad. I am in a more fuck-fiesta mood here in Med than in Cali, primarily because I am in a scenic-mountain city, cooler temp, so second-tier chicas will do nicely for cock massages until I find my petite and pretty 8teenie or 9teenie ideal.

Let the fucking continue ...

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[Aussie Greg]

Loco,

I was there about 5 months ago, took a tour their.
Pablo´s bull fighting ring has been fully developed, also the Jarasic Park paddock is finished, their working on the stables now and just recently they dug up the bottom of his pool and found dollars, euro´s, gold etc.

Any body wants to know any thing more, just ask me, regards.

Aussie Greg.

I visited Haciendo Napoles, Pablo Escobar's old finca, a year or so ago. It was definitely interesting, but it was not developed and according the website (which I only skimmed) the development seems to mostly be in the planning stages. It was interesting to see Pablo's old house, the swimming pool which used to full of beautiful Colombianas now full of algae, and all bedrooms full of holes where people went searching for buried treasure. You can walk right up to the ponds where Pablos hippos still thrive and wander through fields of cattle dotted with large concrete dinosaurs. Lots of displaced familes live in the outbuildings. I seem to recall there being a few simple hotels nearby. I drove there with a friend but I think you can fly and land on the airstrip Pablo used for his drug flights.

All in all an interesting place to visit, but would be far from my first choice in Colombia.

SL

[Rippp]

Ripp,

I'm having great difficulty deciphering your point.

Are you saying most Latinas in the State of Florida are former prostitutes?

Client9,

I'm sure everyone wants to get back to talking about Medellin so I'll just provide a short answer to your question. The differences are academic, really.

Am I saying most Latinas in Florida are former prostitutes? No, I was referring to the newly arrived Latina, specifically the Columbiana, in S. Florida which you have to believe, have some sort of a pro past. Do I mean every single one of these FOB Columbianas? No on that count, well.

Phunluv's last post provides great insight into fundamental cultural differences.