Comments for Expat Chronicles Pictures, music, news, stories, and rants from a gringo in Latin America. Wed, 30 Sep 2015 05:35:34 +0000 hourly 1 Comment on Documenting the Nicaragua Canal Route by Rich Henkle Wed, 30 Sep 2015 05:35:34 +0000 Thank you very much for this article. It is important to me.

Rich Henkle
Quito Ecuador
US Army Retired.

Comment on Limpiezas in Colombia: Social Cleansing by パナソニック PANASONIC VIERA ビエラTH-P46GT3 [46Våž‹ 地上?BS?110度CSデジタルハイビジョンプラズマテレビ 3D対応 Fri, 25 Sep 2015 01:02:21 +0000 あなたたちはである​​何あまりにも私は楽しむ。 ような賢い仕事や!私の| |私たち||私の個人的なの君たち。

Comment on All Colombian Women Cheat by Alexandra Thu, 24 Sep 2015 17:04:09 +0000 You get what you deserve. End of discussion. I am very curios to know where did you meet these wonderful women.

I am Colombian and I found these post really really funny, and some chauvinistic commens, so fuck them and ditch them eh?

Be careful what you wish you for, you might get it.

Comment on Paisas vs. Rolos, Medellin vs. Bogota by Jesus Thu, 24 Sep 2015 05:36:52 +0000 Thanks for visiting my country. However, I wanna give you an advice: travel for every part of this country, not only Bogota and Medellin. A lot of colombians speaks truths about Paisas, they have a feeling of superiority against Colombia, mainly people from Bogota. You can strumble upon gorgeous and beautiful women in Bucaramanga, Barranquilla, Cartagena, Manizales, Pereria, Cali, etc. in everywhere in this country. The fact is that Paisas are very friendly with the foreign people and women will make a beeling for you because of that. Nevertheless, they’re different in regard to colombian people. Antioqueños have wished or hope to break away this country since a long time. I think their spiteful attitude against Bogota, it accounts for the fact that they feel Bogotanos are their old brothers and they are the capital of the country, and they are not. It seems a power game.

Comment on Colombian Food: Worst of the Worst by Marco Tue, 15 Sep 2015 14:21:00 +0000 Although the food chronicle proposed might be a little bit exaggerated, I have to be honest: coming from Europe and after 8 years in Medellín (not even Bogotá) I’ve been suffering enough with Colombian food. I go out to eat very few times and in very selected places where I can find decent (not delicious) food. Colombian food is basic, poor, stomach filling and I do not see anywhere the variety Colombians talk about. In Medellín they are able to eat twice a day for years the same 3 or 4 things they have: sancocho, bandeja, and… I can’t even remember.
The only reason I can think of Colombian has to say that their food is awesome is because they just don’t have any idea of how good food can be. In fact many students of mine states that food is not an important part of Colombian life. It serves just its basic purpose: filling your stomach. No by chance very very few people under 40 would know how to cook an egg.
I’ve gotta go now. I might comment upon the ‘fabulous’ fruits and vegetables later.

Comment on Who Spammed Santa Catalina? by GMoney Mon, 14 Sep 2015 15:42:44 +0000 You are way overthinking this. Some unscrululous cholo link gambler had access to the site and tried to boost some other sites off of it. Nuff said.

Comment on A Different Breed of Classism by GMoney Mon, 14 Sep 2015 15:34:58 +0000 Part of it, it merely that people get mixed into each other’s lives and problems often in Latin America.

In America, we have the ‘fake gorge’ that can be activated to disconnected us from people.

However, having experienced the freeloaders and the helpless in Latin America first hand, you differentiate yourself from the lower classes as if you don’t… they will eventually end up being your problem.

Being a friend actually means something there, so you must choose people who are in a similar situation as yourself to associate with.

Comment on A Different Breed of Classism by Chili T Mon, 14 Sep 2015 00:33:53 +0000 I sympathise with your wife. I’ve been in the Third World for 23 years now. No es que soy una clasista, pero soy un clasista por una buena razón. Here’s what happened the other day.

The indigenous Indian was the next available clerk at the ICE government phone company office. I was hoping for either the pouty blond in heels and a nose ring or the skinny gay pal of my office manger, but I got the cholo. That’s the slang here for indigenous Indian. Cholo. It’s a word that even when said with affection rings derogatory, and the clerk that attended me was every bit a cholo. His long straight black hair and Neanderthal features betrayed his button down shirt and khaki government trousers as much as his blank stare was pure Indian. “Su cedula,” he grunted like the Indian in One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest. Let me see your I.D., is what he meant. He then printed some documents to change my calling plan and put his finger on the paper under the line where my name appeared, and grunting in Spanish said, “Firma”, sign here. I did. Without flinching he said, that’s not your signature. You just watched me sign it, I said. It’s not your signature, he repeated and tore up the document then got up from his seat and walked to the printer to get a fresh copy. Sign just like on your I.D., he said. Are you telling me that I am not me? His face never changed expression. Sign just like on your I.D., he repeated. I can’t, I said. It comes out the way it comes out. I was in a different mood the day I signed my I.D. and
I’m in a bad mood right now, I said. He stared at me. We were speaking in Spanish, but he was looking at me the way the I am sure the locals looked at Christopher Columbus in 1502. Sign the same way, said the cholo. I was in a rush and trying to avoid a bad day. “Call your manager,” I said. He did. I heard him tell the manager that my signature was not mine and then hung up the phone. We are going to be here all day, I said. He walked over to the printer for another copy of the contract. Just like on your I.D. he said. I signed.

Still not the same, he said, and printed the document again. On the third try I came close enough to meet his scrutiny. He stamped the document and gave me a copy. Fucking Indian, I thought. They must have some affirmative action type program here at the government phone company. He never flinched.

Comment on I Want an American Boy by Anonymous Sat, 05 Sep 2015 03:11:25 +0000 Unless you have some statistics to prove that soccer has more homosexual players than other sports, you need to stop calling it gay. You think Americans are insular…well you just proved it with how you act and speak. Call soccer lame, crappy, etc. Don’t be so backwards and provincial in your descriptions.

Comment on Colombian Food: Worst of the Worst by bolivar84 Wed, 02 Sep 2015 19:42:40 +0000 For the moron who compared High Fructuose corn syrup to Panela:

The health effects of HCFS have been the subject of scientific debate over the past decade. In a 2008 edition of the “American Journal of Clinical Nutrition,” health consultant John White argued against the idea that high HCFS consumption promotes obesity. However, in 2010, Princeton researchers reported that the addition of HCFS to a normal diet markedly increased obesity rates in animal studies, while equivalent amounts of sucrose did not. What’s more, they noted that long-term consumption of HCFS increases belly fat and circulating blood fats in ways that mimic the human risk factors for high blood pressure, heart disease, cancer and diabetes.

There you go moron, they are not the same, HCFS comes from genetically modified corn. can you get that inside your tiny, horribly fed brain?

and also, like many of the commenters have explained to you.

it is not our fault that you ate in the worst places in bogota or medellin or whatever, i know bad food is everywhere in the world. next time try a decent restaurant you asshole.