Cartagena Reports

Took a cab ride from Boca Grande into the Walled City about 6 PM. The distance was about 3 miles but traffic was congested. People were blowing their horns in frustration at every intersection, and the cab driver was a Kamikaze pilot. He was driving in opposite lanes, squeezing into every opening, shouted at other drivers, got out of the cab in road rages. Got to the clock tower alive, gave him 1000 pesos as agreed plus 500 pesos propina for the bad traffic. He thanked us profusely, obviously a deranged guy.

Friday night had lots more people in the clock tower plazas and alley ways, local families in fancy dresses taking pictures, tourists, older local guys with their young and beautiful mistresses as usual. We were early so found only a few WG walking, giving us the winks. Went to dinner at the best-rated cevicheria inside the Walled City. The Mexican combo ceviche was very good and fresh with just a limon marinade. Avoid Colombian severely rich and tasteless mayonnaise and cream marinade which masks all seafood flavor and taste. My wingman ordered a salad. I tried a small sample and found a piece of broken glass in it. Damn. The wingman went ahead and finished it anyway.

Walked around the narrow streets of Walled City. There were many hot, sweet, young girls walking with their families but very few walking or stationary WG, none near La Vita Dolce and Space, unlike Thursday night which had a few dozens near each. Perhaps the moto cop did something to them.

Went out to the main plaza, found 4 girls leaning against the wall, giving us eye, only 1 slim, pretty spinner. Talked to her, got her tel, negotiated 200 K pesos ($50) for an hour. A few locals walked past, knew the nefarious thing we were doing, looked at us with disgust. Took a quick cab ride back to hotel in Boca Grande. She was talking, kissing, groping in the car, a very fun girl with supple.

Body, smooth, soft light skin, 20, half Colombian / Venezuelan with V IDs. Took pics of her and IDs to prevent any mishaps.

Her body was proportional and beautiful, light skin with a few small tats. She was playful, translated that with a propina she would do anything I wanted, which I immediately agreed. She gave me BBBJ then rode me BB. She was tiny and tight, I had difficulties penetrating her in mish and had to use lots of lube. Gave her 300 K pesos ($75), plus 10 K for taxi, for about half hour in bed. She translated that may be I wanted her as a GF and she would love to go to the beach with me. This little girl is smart and sweet.

She was not the classy Spanish princesses I wanted to bag in CTG, but a nice, young, fresh, sweet, fun, pretty alternative to Tinder dates, who tend to be older, heavier and harder to access. Any bro needing her company in CTG should PM me for her tel.

Will walk the Clock tower again tonight in search of my real pretty Spanish Princess.

El Muelle was recommended as a good Colombian seafood restaurant.

Wingman and I were walking along the beach to the Southern tip. The beach was muddy, water murky, not very attractive, only families with fat, old women, no hot bikinis worthwhile to look at. At the Southern tip, I went into El Muelle restaurant to pee, which had no client at that time. There was no sign of any fee near the banos, but when I walked out, 2 dark, beefy, scowling meseros quickly confronted me with aggressive posture and angry language, demanding 2,000-peso. They said something about a 40,000-peso rental of their beach chairs to use their facilities ect. Before I even said a word, both were leaning over, ready to tackle me if I walked.

I was really pissed off at their extremely crude and aggressive manner over a 25 see fee which was not posted, before I even objected to it. Instead of arguing the legal aspects of the fee, I just gave the stupid bastards their 25 see and avoided having to look at the beasts again. There were a dozen filthy guys lurking nearby who may have abused the environment, but El Muelle's meseros should be smart enough to know how to treat tourists differently than migrants. Comparing to El Muelle's stupid and rough meseros, meseros at Hong Kong club in Tijuana, Mexico act like gentlemen with patience, reasons, good attitudes and respect for their clients.

We had planned to have dinner at El Muelle but decided to cancel. It was not doing much business and had no clients while we were there. I will also post on various travel sites to alert visitors of rude, aggressive and potentially violent meseros at El Muelle.

CTG policias seem very serious and professional. Do report crimes to them.

[QUOTE=CaptainSolo;2633967]Talked to her, got her tel, negotiated 200 K pesos ($50) for an hour. Gave her 300 K pesos ($75), plus 10 K for taxi, for about half hour in bed. She translated that may be I wanted her as a GF and she would love to go to the beach with me. This little girl is smart and sweet.[/QUOTE]She would have to be a total dumbass not to try to bag someone that pays 50% more than they bargained for for half the time they bargained for.

Was for her passion with everything bb.

I would give her extra anyway for being a sweet girl.

The same compassion for Venezuelans got me screwed up my asd by the last Vennie.

Glad to see you took my advice and gave 300k little generosity now and then never hurts and yes girls appreciate it....... As far as a half an hour or whatever it takes who cares I do my thing they leave that's great we're all happy...

Do not report anything to the police they will shake you down just as soon as they will go after anyone you think may have caused you trouble again avoid the police at all costs.

[QUOTE=CaptainSolo;2633975]El Muelle was
recommended as a good Colombian seafood restaurant.

Wingman and I were walking along the beach to the Southern tip. The beach was muddy, water murky, not very attractive, only families with fat, old women, no hot bikinis worthwhile to look at. At the Southern tip, I went into El Muelle restaurant to pee, which had no client at that time. There was no sign of any fee near the banos, but when I walked out, 2 dark, beefy, scowling meseros quickly confronted me with aggressive posture and angry language, demanding 2,000-peso. They said something about a 40,000-peso rental of their beach chairs to use their facilities ect. Before I even said a word, both were leaning over, ready to tackle me if I walked.

I was really pissed off at their extremely crude and aggressive manner over a 25 see fee which was not posted, before I even objected to it. Instead of arguing the legal aspects of the fee, I just gave the stupid bastards their 25 see and avoided having to look at the beasts again. There were a dozen filthy guys lurking nearby who may have abused the environment, but El Muelle's meseros should be smart enough to know how to treat tourists differently than migrants. Comparing to El Muelle's stupid and rough meseros, meseros at Hong Kong club in Tijuana, Mexico act like gentlemen with patience, reasons, good attitudes and respect for their clients..[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=CaptainSolo;2633975]Comparing to El Muelle's stupid and rough meseros, meseros at Hong Kong club in Tijuana, Mexico act like gentlemen with patience, reasons, good attitudes and respect for their clients.
[/QUOTE]LOL, 'meseros" at Hong Kong in Tijuana are suave, English-speaking attendants of walking and breathing ATMs from Gringoland. Both types are equally despicable to me, which is why I stopped patronizing HK after 2 visits.

Anyway, you did the right thing. I'd also give them 1 star and write about the experience on Trip Advisor to give that fine establishment a proper motivation to deal with that scum who're surely operating with their tacit permission.

[QUOTE=CaptainSolo;2633585]Flew into CTG on Viva, arriving 3 PM, took a 20 K Pesos ($5) to the hotel in Boca Grande, hooked up with a wingman who arrived a few days before and has been hoing hot Tinder dates, rates were 200 K - 300 K Cops ($50-75) for 2 hours. Apparently there are lots of work required to line up Tinder dates.

Weather was hot and humid. I was sweating like a pig. Checked in a 3 - star hotel 1 block form the beach ($36), took a cold shower and ready to do CTG. While smoking in front of the hotel, a few girls approached, speaking in both Spanish and English but they were chunky and very dark, the farm girls types, had no interests so did not ask for rates. Spotted a dozen or so street walkers in Boca Grande day and night time.

After 7 Took a 8000 Cops ($2) cab ride from BocaGrande to the Clock Tower. There lots of tourists on Thursday night, but no girls were seen in front of the walled city or inside the clock plaza. Policia had installed barriers and cleaned up vices inside and outside the tower. My wingman had a date with his CTG GF so he walked me around the walled city. Hot girls in tasteful party dresses were walking among tourists and families on narrow streets inside Walled City, gathering outside bars, La Dolce Vita and Space, most were light-skinned, tall, some pretty and classy like Spanish princesses. They were making eyes contacts, winking and flirting El Capitan was very impressed coming from the gutters of Santa Fe district to high society in CTG hehe. A moto cop was trying to drive the chicas away, flashing his beacon, screaming his siren, but the girls just ignored him. He did it again and again and started to get frustrated. The girls would slowly walked away a few feet then resumed hanging with friends. Girls here are in mid 20's or older, more mature, looked classy with their dresses, no jail baits like in Santa Fe hehe. Stopped to talk to a few hot ones. They wanted 200 K- 300 k Cops ($50-75) for an hour, same as Tinder girls. Got their phones for later arrangements to the hotel.

Went in Club Space, beers 10 K pesos or $2.50. About 50 girls were inside dancing to Salsa, only about 10 guys. Girls looked hungry, constantly making eye contacts, winking, tugging on shirt. I was wearing a pair of jungle short and tank top but just fit right in. Most girls were heavy with thick arms, thick thighs, not my preferred type but all quoted 30 K - 400 K for an hour. I spotted a tall, lanky, pretty girl in a classy dress, half of her body was covered in dense tats, damn. She wanted $100 for an hour. Well, she just has to wait until Mr. Biden's Secret Service agents arrive hehe. She continued to give me eyes all night but I lost the little interest I had.

I saw far many more pretty, classy girls on the streets than in the bars. They did not want to pay cover to go inside. I went out again looking for a girl for the night, but by midnight the most attractive ones had been taken. The wingman wanted to go back to hotel with his girl, so I took a Venezuelan spinner to go for 200 K an hour. In brighter light, she looked typical thick and sturdy farm girl, not the classy urban girl I prefer. Went back out to the street, she said she was hungry and wanted to eat. Got in the room, she again wanted food and beer. I wrapped myself in the towel, walked to my wingman to get her a beer. She came out later giggling..[/QUOTE]My first girl in Cartagena that I took home from Space, we were both fucked up on coke, weed and lots of shots. Banging all night / morning on my balcony over the ocean.

At one point, I couldn't find my phone and thought I had locked it up with all my valuables in my safe like I always do. Bit I checked and no it was gone.

I couldn't find it and started freaking out because it has very important passwords and personal account info on it. I told her to stay put and started emptying all her stuff and started yelling at her saying if she took it I won't hesitate to fuck her up just because she is a girl and started saying you better hope I fucking find it because it was here when we both entered my place.

She got visibly scared and low and behold as I was in my bedroom looking under everything she said she had found it in the living room which I know was a lie. She had gotten scared and unhid it from wherever she was stashing it because I was in the process of going total coked up physcho mode on her. Banged her one more time out of spite then kicked her out.

Don't let those women play you man. Always lock up your stuff as soon as you walk in, don't let them see your door code, safe code or anything. And NEVER leave your drink or food unattended with them. I don't care how nice they seem.

The only thing most of them respect is fear. I banged so many of them in my 2 months there. Those girls are all pretty hardened out there. It just got empty asf after a while so I met a nice girl on a dating app and wouldn't have traded her for 20 free pro sessions.

Okay now I'm going to do you guys a favor
this is simply one of the best Italian restaurants I've ever had the pleasure of eating in. Anywhere. They also speak English..... It's just at the edge of Laguito.

Dolce e Salato.

+57 300 3955311.

[URL]https://maps.app.goo.gl/Ad7xEvVJmt2Km4zr6[/URL]

A few tour buses but the largest is the 2-level red bus with yellow roof.

For 45 K Cops ($11) you can hop on hop off for 2 days at 17 major stops around Walled City and Boca Grande, one every 20 minutes or so from 9 to 6. Including a free guided foot tour of the Walled City.

I rode around all day, went in the Clock Tower, walked 700 ft up the massive Castillo de San Felipe, the largest Spanish fort in South America.

Can reach all major points in Cartagena, bars, casinos ect. Take your GFs out for a tour. In day time no SWs were seen near the Clcok Tower or the surrounding calles. Saw a few SWs on Car 1 and 2 give me eyes, including a few tall and loud trannies. Hehe.

[QUOTE=CaptainSolo;2633967]
Body, smooth, soft light skin, 20, half Colombian / Venezuelan with V IDs. Took pics of her and IDs to prevent any mishaps.

Her body was proportional and beautiful, light skin with a few small tats. She was playful, translated that with a propina she would do anything I wanted, which I immediately agreed. She gave me BBBJ then rode me BB. She was tiny and tight, I had difficulties penetrating her in mish and had to use lots of lube. Gave her 300 K pesos ($75), plus 10 K for taxi, for about half hour in bed. She translated that may be I wanted her as a GF and she would love to go to the beach with me. This little girl is smart and sweet.

She was not the classy Spanish princesses I wanted to bag in CTG, but a nice, young, fresh, sweet, fun, pretty alternative to Tinder dates, who tend to be older, heavier and harder to access. Any bro needing her company in CTG should PM me for her tel.

Will walk the Clock tower again tonight in search of my real pretty Spanish Princess.[/QUOTE]I banged that girl a few weeks ago when I was down there! And yes, I thought she was great, too. .

Total shit show last night.

Went out and tried to find something. Nothing was looking good, ran into 5 chicas I've been with previously but I just wanted something new. Ended up in space and its was weird after weird after weird. First I was just chilling as there were 4 girls in there that I've done business with and just wanted to be by myself when another chica I knew walked in with a red dress. Now I know this girl over charges and watches the clock. , so I gave her the head nod so she keep it moving. Then these AARP members come in ordered a Corona each and this one guy looked like hes on some of those old people meds tries to talk to her via translator app. This is where it took all my power to hold in the laughter. She showed him her price on her phone and he did that old people squint and kept moving the phone forward and back from his face like he needs those old people reading glasses. Once he finally saw the numbers he put a face like he had a heart attack. They were at this for like 30 minutes and every time she shows him her phone with the price he does the same song and dance while I'm there busting out with laughter. Finally looks like they settles on a price, and AARP Hawaiian shirt guy disappears with her leaving they other beer belly AARP guys there just standing around. Enough of this shit, I'm leaving, tried to get into Dolce they tell me no, their closed so I say fuck it let me go into Delirium to get a chica I know exclusively works there. I walk around and its a gauntlet of touts pushing magnum condoms in my face saying "magnum! No babies!" repeatedly like the annoyance of a mosquito in your ear you just can't swat. Finally I made it in and its a shit show. All the 1 up fake ballers are in there and its packed, can't even move through he crowd. I see my shorty but she can't see me so I wait, she comes my way and I ask her if she's busy working and she said no give her 5 minutes, then she disappeared into the crowd never to be seen again. Then I notice what looks to be a 6 month pregnant woman walking around in there with all that hookah smoke SMH. I see my amiga friend and ask her where did her amiga go but she's pissed I'm more interested in her friend than her. So I tell her "look around, theres nothing but black guys here to choose from, take your pick but I'm not it" she got pissed and walked off. I leave the club and outside waiting to see if I see anything and its constant "Magnum! No Babies" in my face. Then finally these 2 guys and a girl walks you to me and starts speaking in spanish and the only thing I could understand was Alquimico so I respond back in Spanish saying I only speak a little Spanish sorry. Then they switched to English and I'm like well ill be. They want to go to Alquimico and its 11 pm so I'm laughing at the thought because that line is crazy to get it. I started to give them directions but half way through I said "fuck it, lets walk and talk" I had nothing else better to do and its nice to talk to another monger. We chit chat a bit on the way there and hes happy there was only 5 people on the line so I tell him it can still be a long wait. There at their destination fist bump and we part ways. I wonder what time they got in?

I'm back over by Space, see more girls I knew but don't want to repeat. So now I'm texting my Dolce chica to see if she's inside. No answer. I start walking back to the apartment when she answer, she's not in Dolce she's in Delirium. I regret to ask her why the fuck is she in that shit hole because her answer was theres no black guys in Dolce and she got some guy to pay her real good for a few hours time but they are still in the club and the clock is running. So I tell her lets go. Now I'm back outside of Delirium waiting and another one of my chicas attempts to go inside when she recognizes me, so I shake my head and ask her why she's going into that shit hole? You can't breathe, hardly move without stepping on someone and is all just a show. She pulls me in and I make a joke about me just being another face here, my only difference is that I'm not trying to fake it looking like a failed down south rapper. She didn't get it but says she's only there because one night there and she don't have to work for the rest of the month. Ok, do you! I'm back outside my chica comes out and I ask her WTF!? And shake my head in disappointment, she smile and say she had the guy pay her for her time up until that point then came out to meet me. (I just don't get it why these guys are paying girls hourly just to sit at a table in the club and drink, they stupidity. SMH).

So now were back at the apartment and we start talking, She know I went in there for another chica earlier because she saw me. So I joke how the hell did you see me I blend in, she points out I'm not like them so I stand out. OK weird but we laugh about it and call it a night.

Friday night wingman and I went to the Cevicheria with highest reviews in the Walled City. He had a salad and a ceviche, drank water. I had a ceviche, drank a beer, tried a portion of his salad and found a broken glass sliver in it. The next day he claimed to have to worst gas problem in his life but I had no problem with my very sensitive stomach. I suspect it was more likely he picked up pathogens from the Tinder girl he bagged a TLN the night before.

Saturday wingman was down, stayed in the hotel. I went on the hop-on bus all day, toured the Walled City, Clock Tower, Castilo de San Felipe, allegedly the largest Spanish fort in South America, climbing 700 feet to the top. Came back 8 PM, wingman was still feeling gas, decided to go to Cilantro Cevicheria on Cr San Martin nearby. Wingman dropped an earth-shaking bomb inside the restaurant so he was still in bad shape, said he was doing that all day. Cilantro had a special 2-4-1 margarita and daiquiri. I had 2 large and strong margaritas and was feeling good after a long day walking and climbing in high heat.

Found 2 young girls drinking daiquiris, smoking outside. Suggested double dates to wingman, went out to make friends with them. They were Chileans, about mid to late 20's, 5'5 130 lbs, nice, fun, pleasant, looked far more lively, feminine, attractive and sexy than wingman's Tinder date the night before. They loved the Salsa music being played, sang after and danced with the music, drinking like fish, already had 3 daquiris each. I offered to buy them more drinks but they declined, ordered more on their own, urging my wingman to drink. They asked our marital status in details, seemed interested. We ordered more daquiris, dancing with them, trading travel stories. They had not traveled much outside Chile, were in Cartagena the first time.

I invited them to dance club which they hesitated and never responded. I invited them to walk out to the beach. The quickly declined, said people suspected they were prostitutes, hated them and policias harassed them. They said they would go to dance club with us but would have to get up early for a boat trip to the island the next morning, so could only go the next night. Too bad, we did not disclosed to them next night we would already be in Medellin pumping hot young girls.

I was told by various Argentinians that Chileans are very suspicious, critical, difficult, may be even abusive, the ghetto types. They were hesitant at my invitation to dance club. Seemed like they would have gone then potentially to our hotel, but the next night would be impossible for us. Got her tel but it's useless. Missed a chance to screw a mean, suspicious, critical Chilean civie bare back. They missed a few earth-shaking Os on vacation all due to the stupid boat trip hehe.

First rule of mongering always pay.

[QUOTE=CaptainSolo;2634352]Friday night wingman and I went to the Cevicheria with highest reviews in the Walled City. He had a salad and a ceviche, drank water. I had a ceviche, drank a beer, tried a portion of his salad and found a broken glass sliver in it. The next day he claimed to have to worst gas problem in his life but I had no problem with my very sensitive stomach. I suspect it was more likely he picked up pathogens from the Tinder girl he bagged a TLN the night before.

Saturday wingman was down, stayed in the hotel. I went on the hop-on bus all day, toured the Walled City, Clock Tower, Castilo de San Felipe, allegedly the largest Spanish fort in South America, climbing 700 feet to the top. Came back 8 PM, wingman was still feeling gas, decided to go to Cilantro Cevicheria on Cr San Martin nearby. Wingman dropped an earth-shaking bomb inside the restaurant so he was still in bad shape, said he was doing that all day. Cilantro had a special 2-4-1 margarita and daiquiri. I had 2 large and strong margaritas and was feeling good after a long day walking and climbing in high heat...[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=Nypher;2634162]Total shit show last night.

Went out and tried to find something. Nothing was looking good, ran into 5 chicas I've been with previously but I just wanted something new. Ended up in space and its was weird after weird after weird. First I was just chilling as there were 4 girls in there that I've done business with and just wanted to be by myself when another chica I knew walked in with a red dress. Now I know this girl over charges and watches the clock. , so I gave her the head nod so she keep it moving. Then these AARP members come in ordered a Corona each and this one guy looked like hes on some of those old people meds tries to talk to her via translator app. This is where it took all my power to hold in the laughter. She showed him her price on her phone and he did that old people squint and kept moving the phone forward and back from his face like he needs those old people reading glasses. Once he finally saw the numbers he put a face like he had a heart attack. They were at this for like 30 minutes and every time she shows him her phone with the price he does the same song and dance while I'm there busting out with laughter. Finally looks like they settles on a price, and AARP Hawaiian shirt guy disappears with her leaving they other beer belly AARP guys there just standing around. Enough of this shit, I'm leaving, tried to get into Dolce they tell me no, their closed so I say fuck it let me go into Delirium to get a chica I know exclusively works there. I walk around and its a gauntlet of touts pushing magnum condoms in my face saying "magnum! No babies!" repeatedly like the annoyance of a mosquito in your ear you just can't swat. Finally I made it in and its a shit show. All the 1 up fake ballers are in there and its packed, can't even move through he crowd. I see my shorty but she can't see me so I wait, she comes my way and I ask her if she's busy working and she said no give her 5 minutes, then she disappeared into the crowd never to be seen again. Then I notice what looks to be a 6 month pregnant woman walking around in there with all that hookah smoke SMH. I see my amiga friend and ask her where did her amiga go but she's pissed I'm more interested in her friend than her..[/QUOTE]LOL I bet I saw you around a few times. Especially if you frequent space. I got some business going down here in Panama but I miss the OTC drugs there in Cartagena like crazy. Might fly back to see my semi ex GF there and pop some hydros and Lyrica. Am turning into a freak in coke head here.

Cartagena is a strange place. Easy to love it and hate it at the same time. I might pop in Medellin first though. Check that out. These Panama women are crazy strict on first dates. Like its formal asf here. The dating culture. They all want to play this make you wait game shit. Then you got the pros from Colombia of course who overcharge. If we could just get rid of the touts Cartagena would be okay. I seriously want to fuck some of them up. Never despised a select few group of people like them besides Mexican police maybe.

Saturday night I was not in the mood for anyone nonsense.

I was walking around looking for food and found my new annoyance! This damn guy was constant zipping around the narrow streets of the pussy triangle on a pair of scooters like he's doing down hill skiing. On top of that sometimes he also sometimes had 2 other scooters over his shoulder. Almost hit me twice. Decided to get something new and found this cute little thing from Medellin. We get to talking and she seems funny were both laughing. We get to negotiating and she wants 1 million. I start laughing and tell her I'll give her 200 K for a quick and if she's good I'll give her 500 K for the night. She insists on 1 million. Fine, I'm not interested and I start walking away, to which she stops me and say OK 600 is fine. Great, we get back to the apartment and we start drinking and talking some more, she runs out to the pool and start taking her selfies posting stories, etc, I really don't care she's looking cute. Time for sex, she goes and showers and comes out in the towel, I go to shower and come out in a towel as well as a joke to her doing it jajaj. She turns of the lights so I can't see anything, I turn the lights back on and tell her I like to see everything during the activity. A bit of back and forth of the lights being on and she gives in. She takes of her towel and I take of mine then she puts a face like she just found out Santa Claus isn't real, then I noticed where's she's looking. OK, I ask her what's wrong she says its big I tell her no its normal size, but she slaps a condom on it and starts to suck, I'm already turned off by this so after a minute I say lets go. I get on top she starts yelling "duele" OK, I flip her over, she still yelling "duele". OK I tell her to get on top so she can take control and she's doing well for 5 minutes then I feel water drop on me, thinking its sweat I let her do her thing, then I hear her nose sniffle and I take my focus off her tits to look at her face and this chica is in tears. I tell her "stop, I can't do this" she's not enjoying it and I'm not one to have a chica crying during sex, that's just not me. So she hops off and I tell her "get dressed I'll give you half of the agreed amount and you can go" she's still crying using the translator so it takes her a few times for the translator to pick up correctly. She says "she's been with me for 2 hours and I should give her 400 K of the 600 K amount" I tell her "we were only having sex for about 7 minutes, all the other time you were playing by the pool drinking and talking, giving you half the agreed amount when no leche is more than fair" She responds back "give me 400 K or I'm calling the police." Now in all the years in CTG I've never had a chica threaten to call the cops on me. SMH. OK so I tell her toss me my pants, I had just changed $500 so I pull out a fist full of pesos and count out her 400 K and give it to her and go back to sit on the bed trying to figure out what chica can I call at 1 am who will still be available and within proximity. She saw the fist full of pesos, now her attitude changes, she goes from standing by he bedroom door ready to leave to sitting on the bed next to me rubbing me saying "if I can finish in 30 minutes she will stay the night for the remaining 200 K" so I tell her "that would be ideal but your crying and threatened to call the cops on me, the mood is ruined and I already have my Amiga on the way." She sees the picture of my Amiga and says she understands is because she's darker, the darker Colombians can handle it the lighter ones not so much. I call bullshit and tell her my main "Dolce chica is as light as can be and she has never complained". All that took place over the course of 5 minutes when I catch myself to why the fuck am I still talking to this girl who just threatened to call the cops on me, she should have been gone as soon as she said Policia. So I tell her time to go and she still crying saying "sorry she didn't mean to say she would call the cops" So I tell her "what's done is done, you said it, and made 400 K out of it" then I put her out.

5 Minutes later my amiga shows up, happy to see me, she tells me while laughing when she knocked the first time some girl told her to be careful with that gringo because he might hurt her. So I describe the girl I put out and she confirms it was her and we both just start laughing. She ask me what happened I told her the story and she says "Yes, a lot of girls are here in CTG from Medellin trying to earn extra money for the holiday and being dishonest about doing so. She then warns me to only stick with the girls who live in CTG and not just visiting from elsewhere as they are drugging gringos, stealing their money and using police as a way to get money from gringos." AH! Looks like I just learned a lesson. So my amiga tells me its 2 am, she was in the Dulce and didn't have any clients so just give her 50 K for the taxi and what ever else I want in the morning, I know her taxi was only 20 K max to get to Centro but I get it. She gave me 2 pops, woke me up this morning (Sunday) with the usual "me voy". I just pulled out 500 K put a $100 in the middle, folded it up, gave it to her and told her "Feliz navidad" with the intention of not seeing her for the rest of the trip. As usual on our first encounter she counted out the money in front of me, every encounter after that first over 3 years she have never once counted the money I give her, she just tosses it in her bag. Around 2 pm she calls me frantic. She can't find her vaccine paper and wants to know if she left it by me because she really can't go anywhere without it. Surely enough its on the nightstand, why? I have no idea.

I go take a walk, and as soon as I'm getting close to the KFC I see a girl dressed up as a Cowgirl standing outside and I'm thinking when the hell did they change the Colonel to a cow girl? Then as I got closer I realize its a Texas sign hanging and I'm confused as that sign was not there the night before or was it always there and I never noticed? Meh! Keeping it moving to check out what's new with the decorations right outside the walls as things are looking good. Headed over to Getsemeni and notice a huge puddle of water the cars are driving through and didn't remember it raining earlier, ah well back to the apartment after food. I'm staying in tonight (Sunday), My amiga texts me says she will come over and pick it up later so she can work in Dulce. She came over around 3 hours ago and as soon as she came in she said "yo quiero sexo", so I say "gratis, para me" she laughs and say "Si" she didn't even ask about the damn vaccine paper until after we finished, then we started drinking, I asked her if it rained earlier and she said no, so I asked "what's up with that huge ass puddle in front of the clock tower going to Getsementi". She says "its high tide and lots of rain lately, when the sea water rises it comes up through the drains into the streets." Ah, makes sense. Its now a little after 11 pm and she out there in the pool playing around dancing, she's not going to make it to Dolce, I'm also feeling a little sore like several parts of the skin on my shaft was rubbed off during sex but I know she's going to want another round before bed and when we wake up.