Some tidbits from 5 days in Medellin
Greetings to all! Just finished a 5-dayer in Medellin, my first trip to there. Most of my experience has been in Asia, but with mileage awards and some 5 years of high-school Spanish many years ago I figured it's a good time to check out South America. Thanks to all who have posted reports with useful info that helped me there, and it's in that same spirit that I'll try to drop a few tidbits here in hopes they *might* be of value to someone. I don't exactly break a lot of new ground or run up high scores compared to the experienced mongerers, but hopefully there's a tip or detail that can be valuable in filling things in.
Flew the Surly Skies of Spirit on an award ticket, for which they still have a lot of nickel-and-dime fees, making the actual all-in $158.16 with a bag, a window seat near the back in both directions, all the taxes, etc. Plane from Ft. Lauderdale was 100% full. Immigration was about a 50-minute wait and they're doing construction in the holding pen. It's not that they were taking a lot of time with each person, but that three flights had arrived roughly at the same time and that was causing the surge. Got some money at the airport out of the Bancolombia ATM there (small line), which didn't charge on that end, and then got some water at a snack bar just to get even smaller bills and have exact change for the taxi. Was easy to get one of the blue and white ones to go to Poblado for the official 65 K.
The hotel in El Poblado turned out to be a pretty good pick. It was the Hostal Relax 10, right on Calle Diez about a block from Parque Lleras. It's about halfway between a hostel and a hotel, with both shared rooms and private ones. I got one of the highest-end private ones, a deluxe double with a king bed, nice TV and a cramped ensuite bathroom, at $23/ night. They were OK with joiners and would not charge extra if you booked a double room, the clerk explained, but they would have to register them and wouldn't let them go without the guest's permission. All of which was cool, and similar to what I was familiar with in Asia. A few rooms had windows to the street, while others, like mine, had windows to the inside. No climate control, but it's Medellin. Booked on William Shatner's old site.
I had too much circadian-rhythm disruption the first night to partake of much, but I did walk around the Parque area on a Wednesday night. Generally subdued, some places open and greater visibility of maybe a dozen or two "compania" girls who'd happily go back.
The next day I walked down to the train and got on it to Prado and walked along Av. Oriental to the outer side streets to find New Life. Be warned it's just like Amsterdam and the privehuizen in that everything is TOTALLY discreet for these places and there's NO signage (not even an identifier on a mailbox), so it all looks like just a regular residential neighborhood. And you've GOT to have the exact street address, including the numbers (e. G. 48-39). And with New Life the tip about the blue door helped.
They buzz you in and you go to a waiting area and the lineup comes out one-by-one, shaking your hand and giving a name. Hard to remember all that and I didn't get some of the names right (they get annoyed if they have to bring them out again). There were 2 locals in the area at the same time and one took the one that was going to be my first choice, Jennifer, so I had to go to the second choice and didn't get the name just so but I think it was Natalie. As has been mentioned, they have posted prices and you can also get a beer.
She did a workmanlike routine with the CBJ, but I was disappointed in my own performance after that. Too much walking, no blue pill, wrong time of day, whatever. No lead in the pencil, so she went to massage for about 5 minutes and then the 30 was up. Damage at 50 K, so might as well work out the kinks at that pricing point.
Regrouped, walked around streets on the other side, near Parque Bolivar, got something to eat and tried Club Paris. Again, no signage and just had to walk in an open door and past curtains, but the place had a more laid-back and family-run kind of feel (if such a thing is possible in that business). Only about 6 or so girls and again I botched the names, but the clear choice on appearance was a 20-something Morena with black hair and a slightly enhanced Kardashi-butt. Also great attitude, it turned out. I had pre-loaded the blue pill and paid for the full hour at 60 K (a good deal under circumstances). She was up for a lot of pounding and the butt effect was kind of a new sensation from behind, but the tightness wasn't totally there. That, a slight bit of stomach unease and the copious sweat factor (as places are never air-conned, so humidity can bring out sweat) all just barely prevented a leche. Just can't do like in 20's and 30's, I guess. But she did the good GFE part and I gave about a 10 K propina.
Next day I tried Zandalay, which isn't far from Paris and is on the inside blocks near the bend in Ave. Oriental. Another ajar door with no markings and this time walking up stairs, to a bar area with music playing and maybe 8 girls sitting around. Also maybe a couple of regulars. The snarky mamasan switched off the music and had the girls do the introductions. Again I just got puzzled looks when I said what sounded like the name of someone, and I added "proximo al ultimo" but they just had to trot out 2 or 3 again and I selected the one. Snarky kind of vibe, so I opted only for the 30 minutes at 42 K, IIRC. Girl was a braces-wearing 20-year old with maybe an A size up-top after clothes came off. She was tightest so far but too dry. Which brought up the point to BRING LUBE. Even a small K-why tube is COP 18 K, which is a bit pricey relative to incomes and explains why even the girls that carry it have exhausted their supply. This one wasn't conscious that she was too dry.
Last place was Paris again and this time Juliana was there, so I picked her for the hour based on a recommendation here. The upstairs room used seemed impossibly narrow. Juliana is a bit older and has enhanced bags, and of a larger size but proportional, reminding me of the legendary Lek of soi 6 in Pattaya. Sometimes it's worth it to go with this type of person, especially if she's had a longer career in places where they are usually shorter (as that SOMETIMES indicates performance specialties that can bring repeat business and lengthen careers. A few girls "get" this but most won't).
Anyway, she's a curvy, very physical person and will do her share of the pounding (I. E. No starfish) and has kind of a cute cross-eyed look as well. And a "what it takes" attitude to bring about the final result, which proved decisive in the end. Also well prepared. I gave her also a propina.
So Club Paris was the best in a limited range of places tried. YMMV. I disappointed myself with my own performance (don't use it and you lose it, I guess, plus creeping aging). But there was the touristy stuff also competing for time / attention during the days, which seemed crammed because of fitting in the massage places as well. But I never did try a nightcap with the "compania" girls or bring one back to the hotel, though I did have enough energy for a nice meal or two and some people-watching from the Beer Store right across from the park (their "Black Hong Kong" was a good martini drink). All the walking caught up on the first day, and there was also the World Series game. So many distractions! As others have mentioned, the weekend crowds around Parque Lleras are really substantial, though as in the U.S. the non-pro girls who aren't with dates tend to run in packs and you need Spanish + game + likely a wingman to crack that, which is the same formula as in the U.S.
The other activities also proved worthwhile, like the Museo de Antioquia and the Botero works, or taking the train and Metro Cable to Parque Arvi (a real must-do, IMO), or even the open-air double-decker Turibus around town. Next time Guatupe and the coffee areas.