I guess it I hit some buttons
With a lot of you LOL. I understand I may not have an advantage over some of you just because of my age and ethnicity. We all know that money is really what matters. I apologize if I hurt some of you. I didn't realize this board was so sensitive and get back so much hate. Like I said we don't have to agree to everything and we don't have to get mad because someone may or may not have a advantage to have better chemistry over us or if one guy doesn't have to pretend a girl likes him and the other guy does. In the end who really gives a fuck. Let's put that debate to rest.
To Grandmother's house we go. Christmas in Medellin
As many already know, Christmas in Colombia is celebrated on Christmas Eve. This is how I spent it.
The original plan was for me to drive to my girlfriend's sister's house to pick up everyone and deliver all the gifts to Grandma's house at 7 pm. However, Paisa timing rules applied and we showed up at 8:30. In attendance were sister, her boyfriend, mom, grandma, 2 aunts and an uncle. Sister and BF left immediately to deliver gifts to his family, leaving the rest of us to eat and talk until around midnight when they returned.
I hear all the time how terrible Colombian food is, except it isn't. Dinner was thick cut, bacon wrapped pork loin, nicely seasoned, accompanied by cole slaw and what appeared to be twice baked potatoes with parmesan. To snack on I brought a meat and cheese tray with some sliced peppers and grapes for color. It was well received. I also brought all the fixings for Margaritas, which left 3 people pretty tipsy. Other than the uncle, I'd previously met everyone else, so it was a comfortable setting.
While waiting for the sister and BF to return we talked, listened to Colombian Christmas music and drank some wine. Along with dinner I had some homemade natilla and bunuelos, Colombia's traditional holiday treat. I was questioned frequently, mostly by granny, a out Christmas in the US. Overall the conversation was good and I didn't feel the least bit excluded.
Once sister returned, and after Margaritas were served, it was gift giving time. I assume this is a Colombian thing. Each person handed out the gifts they bought to the recipient. However, before giving the gift, they would mimic the person for everyone to guess who the gift was for. Much laughter and applause for each performance. There were even gifts for me, but no performance.
We finally left at 2 am and I played taxi for a few stops before making it back to Provenza by 3. People were still partying in the streets, with music and fireworks, although Poblado was pretty quiet.
If you decide to bring gifts, or special treats to your Colombian girls, here's one which is cheap, exotic and will be very well received: bread and butter pickles. When my girlfriend was visiting me, we bought a jar when shopping. She practically inhaled them, so that was one of her gifts. I think she was more excited to receive a jar of pickles than any of the other gifts. She passed them around and everyone loved them.
Overall it was a good time.