Looks good except for the Inca cola
Looks good except for the Inca cola. That's probably one of my least favorite sodas. Period.
It's possible to make real, deep, and lasting friendships in Colombia and throughout Latin America with some time, language skills, and luck. I actually found that many people liked to spend money on me, whether it be buying me drinks or inviting me to parties as a way to show off to their friends and to enhance their social status when I worked in Central America. I remember going to a norteno concert in Honduras and getting bought beers the whole night by random people. I've also made real, lasting friendships / relationships that are not based on this type of showing off including with women who took me out and bought nice gifts for me. Here in Colombia, I'm still building my contacts but I already know several women who are happy to spend time with me and expect nothing from me beyond my company.
I think a lot of people fail and get sucked into abusive walking "cajero" relationships based on their own preconceptions and attitudes. One is that they take the scarcity attitude from here in the US with them to Latin America. There is no scarcity of women in Colombia or Latin America more generally. Probably 70% of the women you meet are single and / or willing to ditch their current boyfriend for a better prospect. Another is this attitude that women are doing you a favor by having sex with you or giving you their attention and need to be compensated in some way. I try to have the attitude that I'm doing them a favor by giving them my time, and attention and by having sex with them. Realizing that there is no scarcity and having a positive attitude about your own self-worth makes it easy to say no when someone tries to exploit you as you realize there are always other options. With that way of thinking its a question of time and a matter of putting yourself out there and time before you find more genuine friendships and relationships.
[QUOTE=MrEnternational;2741307]Down in Peru today and one of my chicks hit me up this morning saying to come to the house at 2 pm for lunch. I get here and there are ribs on the grill. There are 8 people here (including me) and my plate is made first AND I am seated at the head of the table. There are no shoeless grandmothers and no deformed adult teenagers to be seen. I did not need to bring any gifts and all the money that I came with is still in my pocket! (I did take it out of my pocket for 1 second for picture taking purposes though.).[/QUOTE]
Two things for newbies to remember ahh maybe 3
1) If you fall in love in Latin America, you are falling in love by yourself.
2) Money can't buy you love.
3) and pussy makes you stupid.
A quick story, and I think many of us know of some stories where we fucked up on a trip.
A good friend and wingman of mine, a veteran pilot for a major airline with thousands of layovers throughout Latin America, fell in love with a hot chick who he met in a Terma in Rio. He bought an apartment for her in Santos. Was a great place for him to use a crash pad on layovers and maybe get married. Long story short, he want back to the states and when he returned to Brasil, she the locks changed, had her boyfriend and har whole family living there. The stupid ass put the house in her name so he was shit out off luck. When he confronted her she said and I quote:
"you should have known better, look at you, look at me" nuff said.