Women from South America in Pictures
SUMMARY: Pictures of women from Peru and Colombia.
Alternate Title: Stop Asking Me for Pictures of Latinas!
A Paisa Woman in Bogota
SUMMARY: I spent most of a day with The Mick and a little young paisa woman. We spent most of the day together playing golf and having lunch, and now I see why all the fuss about women from Medellin.
Alternate Title: My 1st Paisita and Now I Understand the Fuss about Medellin Women
After months of reluctance, I agreed to practice golf with The Mick. It’s a great way, if not necessity, to make friends and sales in Bogota (sales for our new English language business). The Mick had scheduled to play golf as a class with a student of his, Maribel from Medellin.
Maribel was a tiny little dandy with short hair that stood and hung. She wore big lens sunglasses that faded at the bottom. She also wore black aerobics tights to show off her shapely legs. The tights were the cotton type with straps underneath the foot inside the shoe to keep the cotton tight, not the shiny tights. After Maribel and I did an airkiss greeting, she warmed her legs up by stretching her quadriceps with a foot in her hand. She bounced around and twisted her legs up and about as if warming up for a run. It was a little hard not to get caught looking. … Read more
3 Colombian Pueblos in 3 Weeks
SUMMARY: I’ve spontaneously, almost accidentally, visited three unique pueblos outside Bogota in three weeks. Sections include La Calera with Alcoholics and Addicts, Guatavita with Gringos, and Fell Off the Wagon in Girardot.
La Calera with Alcoholics and Addicts
I met Alejandro and Winston in AA. They’re both alcoholics and drug addicts – clean and sober for 9 years.
We hung out Friday night and they mentioned the possibility of going to La Calera. Alejandro and Winston grew up in Bogota – and got in all their trouble in Bogota – so their favorite recreational activity is leaving the city to visit small pueblos.
La Calera is a nice little town on the other side of the mountains. Most people go by bus but Alejandro and Winston walk. Friday night, we made tentative plans for them to call me Saturday. We couldn’t decide Friday night because they wanted to borrow some dogs. Dogs? – I asked. They wanted to borrow a pitbull or rottweiler for the day in case we ran into any thieves on the trail. Oh, OK. Alejandro called me around midnight Saturday and told me to be at his place at 6am. Sounds good – I said – did he round up a dog? No, but he has a machete we can bring. Oh, OK. … Read more
García Márquez and Love in Latin America
SUMMARY: I discuss Colombian author Gabriel García Márquez’ classic novel, Love in the Time of Cholera, and relate it to what I perceive to be the much more romantic culture of Latin America. I use examples from the book and my experiences and finally ask the question if this passion for romance is a good thing.
Latin culture is the most romantic in the world. Is this good or bad?
Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel García Márquez is set in an unnamed town assumed to be Cartagena, Colombia and spans from the late 19th century – early 20th century. As a teenager, Florentino Ariza falls in love with Fermina Daza the first time he lays eyes on her. He embarks on a letter-writing campaign, professing his love to her. She falls in love with him and they begin to write each other regularly. They plan a marriage and life together, without ever having spoken and behind the back of Fermina’s overbearing, ambiguously-criminal father… Read more
The Final Word on Bricheras
SUMMARY: After one year in Peru, I discuss my final impression of what it means to be a brichera. I categorize them as Type 1’s or Type 2’s. Sections include My First Brichera!, Type 1,and Type 2.
Well, I’ve written extensively on the phenomenon known as bricheras in Peru. You can freshen up by reading these posts: Amigos and Bricheras and The Brichera Scowl and the Second Date. I’m now leaving Peru, so I thought I ought to share what I’ve learned. Plus, I scored a one-night stand with my first bona fide brichera during my last week in Arequipa… Read more
Sauna in Peru
SUMMARY: I describe a day at a sauna in Peru. A sauna is a bathhouse / brothel.
I got really drunk Friday night and woke up horribly hung over. My penis was so hard it hurt. I loaded up some internet porn and relieved myself. I spent a few hours editing the previous post, Pooping and Machu Picchu. When I was done, I needed porn again. I made the rounds through black, asian, latina and realized I didn’t want to masturbate to internet porn. I needed sex. … Read more
