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Smooth Sailing but long lines, first night back. One huge bone-headed mistake
First time I ever connected in MCO (Orlando) to get here. Has to spend one night in Orlando, the flight selections sucked. Can't tell if MCO is always a giant-cluster fuck or if it was because of the holiday. Stood in line for over two hours even with TSA pre-check that got me around at least 300-400 people. Not one empty seat on the plane. The only person who asked for my vaccine record was Immigration at the Medellin airport, mine shows 2 shots and a booster they let me through without a ruffled feather as far as Covid goes.
Don't forget to fill out your Migracion Form on line before you leave [URL]https://apps.migracioncolombia.gov.co/pre-registro/public/preregistro.jsf[/URL] I could've sworn it used to have to be done within 24 hours of departure but it shows that it can be completed up to 72 hours ahead of time. They will make you do it at the airport on your cell phone before they allow you to check in which sucks and you become a noticable clog.
But I fucked up on the visa. I try not to sugar coat or hide my mistakes because really that's where we learn the most from ourselves and each other. I thought the the tourist visa clock automatically reset on January 1. Boy, did I get that wrong. Since I was already on my last nine days of my second 90-day tourist visa extension for 2021, I have to LEAVE the country again before those nine days expire, and then return in 2022 to restart the 180 days on the tourist visa. Doh! I am retired and have the resources so it's not a disaster but yeah I feel stupid. Can't blame it on drugs this time, been straight for months.
And remember what I said about plans generally not panning out in our beloved MDE? I can't find Amazonia and her pregnant pussy anywhere. Her Whassaps almost don't make any sense. I believe her grandmother really did die a few days ago of Covid and that she is at a memorial service for her as I type this, but beyond that her messages are borderline incoherent. She's rambling on about old relationships before I knew her. I think the pregnancy hormones have marinated her brain.
Spanish Teacher just left, she gave me some soft loving oral, and then I told her to hold still while I got in some good face fucking to unleash some pent up frustrations, until she went into retreat.
The best hype of the night is Spanish Teacher is going over to a friend's house for Christmas Eve to open presents. She says the friend is a bartender, super cute, and would be down for some P4 P (amigas of amigas), so I am waiting for that foto.
Soft Swirl pulled one of her oldest tricks and acted like she was coming over just to pussy-block me, she's the jealous type. I called her out and told her I was inviting other chicas over anyway but it's Christmas Eve and I'll probably be crashing and resting up alone after a stressful 2-day journey to get here, only to find out that I have to leave within nine days. I am open to suggestions! I was thinking a side trip to Panama or Ecuador and then returning here, or head home and lick my wounds. I need to attack the situation after some rest tonight.
Oh yeah, the front desk dude here at the The Nutibara Hotel made a copy of my vaccine record for their files. And remember what I wrote about the guest fee being per day versus per chica? Of course, it's per chica. I am so close to Ground Zero it's cheaper to go use a Love Motel, and I like having options.
I'm on the eighth floor, I snapped this view out the window off the elevators and right down the gullet of Parque Berrio metro station, where you would get off to visit Botero Park and Ground Zero. I've got a corner room with great cross ventilation, but it's shabby, smaller and noisy compared to the room I had here before, but I'm happy, especially with the price. The WiFi kicks ass, the water is hot, safe in room, bed comfy, and for a Colombian hotel room, a surprising number of electrical outlets.
Ostee Out, whaddya going to do except, Keep On Keepin' On, mi amigos!
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Merry XXX-mas, 1st foto is for those with depraved moral standards, jeje
Depraved by right-wing pseudo-Christian puritanical western civilization standards.
However, if you recognize the artificiality of "moral standards" then instead you might see a beautiful girl at work (she is doing a great job, BTW) in a foto that is more correctly classified as "not work safe" in the United States. For her job, not only is it safe, but she is also doing a great job of marketing. The sex worker industry is legal and regulated in Colombia. For me, it's yet another reminder of how hypocritical and stupid we are in the United States about about enforcing such laws.
I call the pussy fotos these chicas commonly send a "Colombiana Calling Card" or CCC. She was doing this on-line for the world to see without one iota of embarrassment or shame.
I publicly posted in her Room while she was doing this, "Thanks for reminding me, I need to buy some coffee creamer. " She laughed so hard she almost dropped the vibrator. Feel free to steal that joke for your Web camming adventures, it's a good one, jeje. You might get attacked slightly by other Users in the Room for "disrespecting" the model but I have never failed to get a laugh or the model's attention with that joke. My Christmas gift to you.
Here's the fun part. I watched her take out her cell phone to snap this foto. Twenty seconds later, it was in my Whassap. I cropped the hell out of it, out of respect for her sending it to me. She swears we're going to bump nasties even though I have never met her in person, yet. The assumption should be that she simultaneously sent out the same foto to twenty or a hundred or more different swinging dicks at the same time as me, even though she said I was the only one. However, I am happy to be one of those guys. I told her it's all fantasy until such time we meet, and the fantasy alone is worth the attention I choose to give her.
There's really no downside as long as I don't something stupid like send her money. I have refused fifty time more girls than I have ever assisted. When I first started coming on this board you were treated like a pariah and that you committed murder against your fellow monger if you ever admitted to sending a girl money, jaja. My bulllshit meter went off strong, then. At least now it seems like the "dirty little secret" is out in the open, and a fair topic for Christmas time giving.
One of the simple rules I adhere to before even considering helping a girl out is that I should have at least met the girl in person first, which as we know around here means 95% probability you also fucked her, jaja. Personal choice on what level to engage these girls and I am not suggesting how anyone else should spend their money. Ignorant and insecure people worry about how other people's spending effects pricing, here. They are literally making a cause and effect association that does not exist. Last time I checked I believe that was one definition of irrational behavior.
I have met and heard about a lot of gringos who have fallen into the trap of sending girls money on all different levels. Most are harmless, except for loss of pride and money. Often you will be assisting other people you have never met, such as boyfriends, family members, children, drug dealers, etc. Simplest path, don't ever give a chica a spare peso, and I respect that decision. For me, that would be too boring.
One guy we read about here a while back was a carpenter and member of the Lonely Hearts Club who flew here to Colombia from the northwest USA to meet his on-line love. He was promptly kidnapped. They cut off his fingers one knuckle at a time until he emptied out his bank account, and then they set him on fire and dumped him on the highway. He lived. They caught the people who did it. Maybe he wishes he woulda died after that. I would've. Don't be a scared bunny rabbit hiding in the shadows, but keep that nightmare from Hell tucked away in some corner of your mind and in case your Spidey Sense ever goes off, listen to it.
On that lovely note, Happy Holidaze! I am curious as hell what Ground Zero looks like on a Christmas Day, even if it's totally dead, so I will saunter on over, soon. My go-to-girl and the one who tries to please me the most, #2 Scarlet says she coming over, not clear if she will be alone or not. I am a little peeved with Scarlet because she bought a dog, against my advice. She can't afford to take care of it, and I can hear her now telling me she's got to go home to feed the dog instead of keeping this dawg right here happy, jeje. But getting upset with a cute girl wanting a dog is like worrying about the rain in Medellin. Unecessary, and it doesn't really stop you from doing what you want to do.
Catgirl is at the mountaintop pueblo where she grew up, about 3 hours away, with her family for Christmas, shown in the second and third fotos. I love it there, another world, so tranquil. Lots of alcohol and cocaine. Four generations with her great-grandmother at the top. Last time I was there I tried to take GGM's foto and she acted like my camera was a soul-snatcher. I didn't know a 92 year-old lady could still scoot away so fast, jaja. Love you guys, and Feliz Navidad!
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Christmas Eve / Morning In Poblado
This is the first time I've stayed for the Holidays, meaning from around the first week of December, and will be staying sometime way past the New Year. I have always avoided staying during this time of year in the past, but am actually enjoying it and perhaps should of stayed in the past.
The main differences being that there's more theft at this time of year, things are a bit slower, and I like that; and the biggest issue, at least for me is transportation, with the METRO jam packed, a scarcity of taxis, and the bullshit some of the taxistas are trying to pull as I experienced.
One of my regulars contacted me, I call her "Tall", because she is tall, almost six feet and thin, which I like and she told me she would be wrapping things up with her Family on Christmas eve and was available to spend the night until mid-day Christmas day. So instead of making a pilgrimage to Centro on Christmas Eve, I decided to spend the night at the Cafe Hotel, in the hills of Pobaldo.
I told her to meet me at the Poblado Metro Station at 5:30 PM, and when she arrived, and she is always on time or early, we tried to get a taxi, and the drivers were asking where people were going and quoting fixed prices double and more what the normal fare would be.
One driver wanted 15 K to go three kilometers which normally would be about 7 K, other drivers in the line all quoted 20 K. I jokingly flipped one driver off, and he knew I was fucking with him and we laughed. So Tall said lets walk, and I was already exhausted after swimming in Bellen in the afternoon and didn't want to expend the energy to basically walk three kilometers uphill, and than get jumped in the room by Tall. , so I just agreed to the 15 K.
During transport I asked the driver if he was the owner of the taxi, and he said no, and asked me why I wanted to know. I just told him I was curious, but he knew why.
When we got in the Taxi there was 22,000 COP on the meter, and when we arrived it went up to about 29,000 COP, so he made 8,000 COP in addition to whatever his share would be of the fare, and the owner of the cab got gammed, but I suppose a smart owner might figure out what was going on, regardless the driver knew I knew what he was doing and didn't like it. Regardless we got dropped off, and my mind was already elsewhere.
We had a nicely appointed room which was very modern, a king size bed with nice and soft sheets, a big flat screen, and a private balcony with a view. It was a perfect getaway with room service. And Tall was in heat, and after the first session food was delivered and we drank wine and ate on the Balcony.
After the morning session, we went down to breakfast and then checked out and walked down to the Metro Station.
Most places where closed, except some of the bakery's, and a pharmacy on Calle 10.
I noticed at Parque Poblado, they had City workers out cleaning in the Park which was surprising, and EXITO was open, but at the METRO Station, none of the food kiosks were open.
And Avenida Las Vegas was literally deserted.
I still might make a Christmas Day pilgrimage to Centro in the afternoon, but might not, I can only imagine what will be out there, and my saddlebags are pretty much empty, as I am leche depleted.
Life is good in Medellin!
