Good deal at LDV in Cartagena
Just wanted to report about my experience about a week ago in Cartagena.
I dropped by LDV aound 1:30 am my first night, and ended up talking to quite a few girls. I found most of them friendly, except for the occasional brat, but in the end, none of them really convinced me.
Around closing time, I was in the outer courtyard, and I approached a girl from Medellin who was with her friend. She was looking quite fine in her tightly fitting dress, and it hugged her beautiful, curvaceous, tan body (although the breasts were fake, they were well-designed).
She was not really responsive in a sexual way (I didn't know if she was tired, or just wasn't into me), but she and her friend agreed to have me sit down and join them at one of the benches, and we had some friendly conversation and a tinto (coffee). After about half an hour, everyone went on their merry way.
The next night, I ran into the same girl at LDV, and she was sitting with her friends. This time she seemed much more energetic and responsive, so I asked her for a dance, and I was actually feeling a connection, so I asked her what she was charging.
She said normally 200, 000 COP, and then asked me what I was willing to pay. I said 100, 000, she counteroffered with 150, 000, but I held firm, and she didn't put up a fight. She said it was because "me caiste bien" (I made a good impression, I guess would be a fair translation).
I didn't bother specifying TLN or short time, since I figured it would either be mutual or not. In the end we had a great time, went for a couple hours but I could not come, for some reason, and then she let me finish off in the morning with another round.
She actually stayed a bit too long for my taste, since it was about 2:30pm by the time she left, and I was getting the feeling she was looking for a chance to steal something.
Since she was in her "puta-wear", she asked if I could call her friend who was staying across the street from me, to bring her a change of "decent" clothing. But it seems like she was really encouraging me to go outside and use the "minute guys" instead of calling from my own phone. Have any of you guys had a similar situation?
When I called from my own phone, I think later she encouraged me to get her some food while we waited (again, hinting that I should leave her in the room alone while I went to get it).
So anyway, overall it was a good experience. I would have liked a little more GFE on her part, but maybe I didn't pay enough for that. =)
But I got the feeling that most girls would have easily gone for 100, 000 COP (around $45 US), as I got that offer more than once. Of course, that was after talking to the girls and flirting with them a bit.
I remember getting a girl for 60, 000 COP a couple years ago. Admittedly, she wasn't the best looking girl, but we had chemistry and she was sexy. That turned out to be a really hot night!
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Some hints on how being rich in CTG
Mr Confused (nice nick, btw),
there's a difference between being rich and having money.
What I understand from your post is that you wasted lot of money. You meant to offend those you mentioned, but I feel you got the opposite effect. It is not always true that "the more expensive, the better". It would have been embarassing to see such a performance.
A *classy* man with 2000USD/day budget in CTG can really have fun and enjoy life, but it is a matter of targets.
I dont expect to meet such a person at Tony's beach, neither at Riquisimo (check the spelling), neither in the whole Bocagrande area. Sorry, the POOR ones are not those you mention, but those who like to show a big wallet like a big penis.
Some suggestions for a classy, savvy, gourmand connosseur of life in CTG with no problems of budget. It may be useful to someone.
HOTEL: stay in El Centro at Santa Clara, or at any other Boutique 5-star hotels there. They are charming, in colonial style. Choose a suite for >500USD/day. You can feel the atmosphere of the colonial times there. You can enjoy champagne in your suite, with a dream girl that really does not spoils herself with Tony.
RESTAURANTS: forget Bogagrande and Riquisimo. Ask the concierge. In the 50-100USD range, you'll enjoy classy restaurants (for example Vitrola, but not only that one), in a relaxing environment, with high-class tourists and Colombianos. Food in Cartagena can be extremely good.
GIRLS: no, I will not tell you.
Cartagena can be a nice place for rich ones too.
[QUOTE=Dazed Confused]Note to readers: Once I started writing my report quickly became very long from all the great memories. So I have decided to post this report in 4 sections.
This is Cartagena Part I. Shortly will follow Part II and then Medellin Parts I and II. Here we go:
I finally made my first trip to Cartagena and Medellin. I have been many places in the world over the last 20 years but this was my first trip to Colombia. I loved the place and it certainly will not be my last trip.
I know that what I am about to write is going to offend some of the money police on the board. When I travel I like to spend money however I see fit. If that offends some of the poor bastards here then all I can say is TOO FUCKING BAD. It is not my fault that other people are poor. The people on here who are offended about other people's spending habits should learn to mind their own fucking business. Some of the posts I read here just totally amaze me. There are people who think they are somehow smart because they can find the cheapest hotel and the most desperate girl. How the hell does this make you smart? I think an intelligent person is someone who knows how to make a good income and can enjoy the greater things in life. Someone who is just getting by, saving nickel after nickel, so he can find a desperate girl in a 3rd world country is just a pathetic excuse for a human being, plain and simple. If such a person was smart he would have money. In American being poor goes hand and hand with being stupid.
That being said I set my spending budget at a couple thousand dollars a day. I know this certainly does not make a big player but it absolutely gave me the time of my life. People who are going to be offended by this should stop reading right now. Yes, I over paid at times. I even gave a couple girls a hundred dollar tip just because I liked their smiles. And you know what, I may even have created some inflation. If I did, good! It makes me happy to see the girls happy. I doubt that means they liked me any more or less than if I gave them only what they asked. However, I am sure they did like me more than some of the complete losers who post about how they spend an hour talking the girl down to the absolute minimal.
I rented a big apartment in Cartagena from a guy named Juan. It was a very comfortable place directly on the ocean. I had arrived fairly early so after I got everything organized I went directly to the beach to see the famous Tony. There were no girls on the beach but Tony said he would call one for 10. 000 pesos. He told me she would want 150. 000 pesos. I told him I just arrived so I wanted a party. I said call as many girls as possible and each would get 100. 000. If I liked them I would keep them longer and pay more. Tony was delighted.
About 30-40 minutes later a blond and two black haired girls arrived on the beach. They were all in the 19-21 age range and although not as beautiful as some of the girls I would later meet in Medellin, they certainly were pretty enough. I paid Tony for the transportation and drinks. I then gave him an extra 50. 000 and told him I wanted him to call me whenever he had an available girl on the beach. Tony was very happy and would provide me with many girls over the next week.
We took a taxi back to the apartment. I picked up a bottle of rum and a couple bottles of wine on the way. Once inside I put on some music and we all had a couple of drinks. My Spanish is not 100% fluent but we had no problem communicating. I asked the girls if they would strip. By this I meant if they would dance to the music. However, they all removed their clothes completely and then started pulling on my clothes. We all sat on the sofa naked, drinking rum and listening to Daddy Yankee. Other than the music it was probably as close to paradise as it gets.
One of the girls got on her knees and started sucking while the two others massaged and kissed me. The three of them would rotate positions for the next 20 minutes all taking turns giving head. These girls were very affectionate and fun to be with. I knew right then and there that I would be spending a lot more time in Colombia.
After I blew my load we all continued listening to music and drinking rum. I learned that two of the girls had children. This surprised me because they did not have hanging stomachs. One of the girls said she had her child when she was 15 so I guess she had sufficient time to get back in shape. I have been with many hookers in many different countries over the years. Yet, these girls did not strike me as hardcore in any sense. They just seemed like friendly girls who needed some way to make a living.
We all went outside and sat in the sun. It was a bit overcast so the sun was not too intense. They were all getting a little drunk by this time and were starting to act a little silly. They all would get on top of me and rub their bodies all over mine. It did not take long before I needed to do them again.
One of the girls went inside to get a condom. When she returned we decided to fuck right there on the patio. The terrace cannot be seen by the other buildings so privacy was not an issue. I laid down on the lawn chair and each girl took a turn riding me. It was one of the best times I have ever had in my life. The girls were fun to be with, friendly, affectionate and knew how to fuck.
After we were done they got dressed and we all talked for another 30 minutes. They asked if I wanted to see them again or if they could come back in the evening for an all niter. I would take them up on their offer a couple days later. But at this moment in time I was feeling tired and wanted to rest. I gave each girl $100 American dollars. I also had some stuffed animals I brought with me that they took with great fanfare. Of course I realize that this was much more than they asked for or expected. But I look at this in a very simple way, they did what they could to make me happy so I did what I could to make them happy. I am sure they need the money a hell of a lot more than I do so I was happy to give it to them. They all gave me a big kiss, their telephone numbers and left.
A few hours later I woke up when Juan arrived. Juan is a very nice guy who seems to be running an honest operation. Juan basically stopped by just to check up with me to see if everything was okay. I told him I was very happy with everything and was enjoying my stay. I asked him if he could call me some girls but he tells me that is not his thing and recommended I go to LDV in the evening.
I went to LDV at around midnight. Lots of hardcore looking girls there with tattoos, a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other. One walked up to me and started talking in English. She looked like she was stoned. Hell, if I wanted a stoned girl with lots of tattoos I would have stayed in the United States. I told her I was just looking and she quickly split.
After a beer I noticed a cute one sitting in the corner. She was talking to a couple of other girls and not paying much attention to the guys. These girls really should learn to be more aggressive like the girls in Brazil. Perhaps the Brazilians can start a hooker school to teach the LDV girls how to approach potential clients.
I went over to talk to her. It felt kind of uncomfortable like approaching a girl at a high school dance when everyone is watching. After chatting for about 15 minutes she told me she wanted 400. 000 pesos for an hour or 800. 000 for all night! Now, I definitely have no problem blowing a few hundred bucks on pussy but I felt she was just trying to rip me off since the other girls in the day time were only expecting 100. 000 pesos. As a result I went on my way but she did manage to get a Red Bull out of me which is very expensive in LDV.
About 15 minutes later a blond short girl walked in the door. She flashed me a smile which was more than the others were doing. I chatted her up for a while and she agreed to 150. 000 pesos for a couple of hours. She said she was from Medellin and that it was her first time in Cartagena. I do not know, or care, if that is true but she had a very nice disposition. She stayed for about two hours as we agreed upon. By this time I had run out of pesos so I gave her a hundred dollar bill for which she was very happy. The exchange houses are paying about 1900 per dollar so she got about a 40. 000 pesos bonus.
In the morningI ate breakfast at Requistemos and then headed to the beach. Tony was on my ass like a fly to shit. He got me a chair and sat me down beside two Americans who he then introduced me to. I have read a lot about the lowlife Americans that have been living in Colombia and was hoping to avoid them all. However, in retrospect it would probably have been hard to avoid all of them since everyone hangs around in the same place. These two would be the first assholes I met on my trip but far from the last.
One was bald, not not from old age, he was one of those guys who either thinks it is cool to shave his head or he cannot afford shampoo. From the way he smelled I would think it is the later. The other one had several tattoos that did not match or form any sort of pattern. Just random images like the skull on his arm to show the world what a tough guy he must be. I thought to myself how lucky I was to be sitting beside Qball and Dr. Danger.
Tony unfortunately introduced me to these two lowlifes. I was stuck sitting beside them on the beach. I wanted to wait for some girls to show up so I could not split and I could not say "well I think I am going to sit somewhere else since you guys are assholes" so I was stuck talking to these assholes for a good hour.
It was like I was back in grade 10 all over. Imagine grown men saying things like "ya-ya, and then I fucked her in the ass" and then doing the Beavis and Butthead laugh together. "ha-ha. Ha-ha-ha. Ya, me too! "
These assholes had lots of stories to tell about their adventures in Colombia. They thought they were big global players since they had been to Colombia several times before. One apparently owns an apartment that he paid $20, 000 USD for and thinks he is a badass investor. Look, spending $20, 000 on an apartment does not make you an investor anywhere in the world. What it makes you is POOR. I have spent more than $20, 000 on a single trip. The word "investor" should only be used when you are talking large sums of cash so people like this really have no need to use this word since they will never have large sums of cash to talk about.
They were happy to give me plenty of useless free advise that I did not ask for. Most of it started with the words "you paid too much" as if somehow my money was their business. They told me how they never paid more than 80. 000 pesos because they were so fucking smart and knew the Colombian "ways" (whatever the fuck that means).
It was painful to listen to them but I was waiting for my girls. Unfortunately, I would meet several more guys like this on my trip. Stingy, cheap, small minded people with little petty ideas of the world. Plus it would seem the second favorite thing to talk about on the beach (next to pussy) is the economy. Guys who cannot afford $50 for a girl giving out free advice on the "global meltdown" and how they would fix it. I could picture them at work announcing over the PA system "attention Wal-Mart Shoppers I am now going to explain how to fix the global economy beside the flashing blue light". (Yes, I loved the term Wal-Mart Gringo when I read it but never imagined at the time I would meet so many! ) Qball certainly could have worked at Wal-Mart but I am not sure Dr. Danger could with all his tattoos. He looked more like someone who worked in a junkyard removing parts off of demolished cars. Ya, Chuck, would you mind getting me the carburetor off the1983 Pontiac when your not fixing the global economy?
Finally, yes, finally showed up two girls from Medellin. They said they worked in the evenings at Isis. I bought them some lunch and we chatted it up for a while. They were very pretty, slender and spoke with nice mannerisms. Qball and Dr. Danger tried to chat them up as well but lacked the Spanish skills to convey much other than "Hola, de donde esta? ". I slipped in a few words to the girls about QB and DD not having lots of money, personality skill or good hygiene, after which the girls pretty much ignored them. After about an hour getting to know one another we went back to the apartment.
These girls were also a lot of fun. We drank, listened to music, danced for several hours. I think by the time they left it was almost 9:00pm. I do not remember everything but there were two bottles of rum gone. I gave them each $200 (yes dollars) which made them very happy. I also got both of their numbers because I planned on calling them again. However, the next day I met a girl who was one of the funnest girls I have ever met anywhere. I did not go out to LDV this night because of all the drinks I had consumed I pretty much crashed out.
Cartagena Part II Coming Tomorrow!
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