Today ended up being another late start, but it was a super productive morning. I got some spanish resources installed (I've decided to use this to work on my basic Spanish.. I know D, I know, lol) and I've decided that I am going to party in Cali for 5 days via the Salsa way of life. I've found a cute hostel that has a free hour of Salsa lessons and then they take you out into the town to practice your moves, lol. Should be good fun. Afterwards, I'll move on to something more relaxing as I make my way up to Zona Cafetera (Coffee Zone) until I end up back in Medellin. I am super pysched!
Some Botero for ya..
They are more current than I am. Maybe I'll punish myself to online videos, yes, no, maybe?! Does it sound fab if I see if they have closed captions in Spanish? Did I mention that they roll in posses here too. Big groups go out and get bottles or have drinks and only talk to each other. Before you say it, I know I wouldn't understand anyway, but it's just the principal. Buttt I did see this fiyah fanny pack. Look over to the right of me, lol. It's a jiggling baby!
Some randomness..
1. These are the benches in the Metro. I believe they are to keep people from sleeping on them.
Anywho, me and Emily (California) decided to head back into the Central Part of town and explore the area and ended up going to a famous museum, Museo of Antiquoa. It houses a ton of Botero's work and a few of his scultpures and a few other goodies. It was a great museum even if the staff was very keen on you visiting the museum in a certain order. It was a staff person at every corner talking about this way and that way. There was no escaping them. We were trapped. Anywho a few pictures from the Plaza and the Museum.
Better views of the government building.
This painting was soo crazy real. My picture of this picture does not do it justice. It is perfection, the lines, details, etc
Some Botero for ya..
First vending machine I've seen.
Oh, I used my student ID and got in for free (cost $8K), cha-ching! lol.
After the museum, Emily and I separated and I met up with Diego to attend his Spanish instructor's "BBQ". Emphasis on the quotes, lol. Can you say adventure zone to get here? I thought it was supposed to be a quick trip. We left with the sun high and reached the final destination at super dark. Let's dig a bit deeper into this here journey. We get on the Metro and connect to the Metro Cable Line. In order to reach the professor's house, we have to take another metro line. Okay, fine. How about they closed it and it took a lot of finagling to let us through. These folks shut the line down if there are not enough people utilizing it. WTH?! lol. At least on the flip side, it's a nice cable ride to see the city change over to this wooded, natural land, escape kind of thing. Sorry I don't have any pics, but I could steal some if you like. Just let me know.
We arrive at the end of the Metro Cable and call the Professor to let her know we are here. Do you know she was on her way for an 1hr and make it so bad, she did not even come, the death cab from hell came. He picked us up, saw a hustler opportunity and picked up some other people too. He squeezed one on the back seat with us and then 3 in the hatch. I am not joking. I wish I had room to reach my camera and take a pic. I was on the Georgia Cyclone, Indy 500, the Audobon. This man was whipping and turning and then would slow down a wee bit and honk and Hola! everyone he passed. I wonder was this guy drunk.
Sooo 30 minutes later with a few detours, we finally reach the professor's abode, which I learn is in Santa Elena. Wiki says it is a rural farming area up in the mountains, east of Medellín, and composed of 17 small villages called: “veredas".
Now the BBQ is supposed to start at 6pm, but we are the only people there and by now we are all starving, lol. This sweet lady does not even have the fire starting. People please look below. I don't know what kind of fire she planned on starting. Even the dog is like arrrgh.
On top of that, it was freezing. We were some thousands of meters above sea level and so it was chilly. I brought a jacket, but had I know, I would have brought my sweater. Anywho, she says she'll start the BBQ when a few more people arrive. People it's 7pm and they fire is not going, nor is there any meat prepped, or anything! Hmmmm, this makes people of color look ontime. Soo we meet a few people and one says to us, so what are you guys eating. WTH *eyes pop out of head*. That was my cue to signal its time to go. How do the people here not know a BBQ is supposed to happen? Welll, we decide its time to go and we look for the professor. She isn't here and we find out she went to the store to pick up some items for the evening. Can you say strike 10? The conclusion, we travelled for hours expecting to eat, arrive, wait, and still don't eat. We left hungry AND cold.. what a bad combination.
On the walk home though, I stopped for a quick bite at this empanada-ria per recommendation of Diego. They had this patel de polla. It had potatoes, chicken, and was golden fried. I suck on pictures for this.. it disappeared. I plan to get another before I leave and will pic it. I started adding picante and it scared the poor lady. She says muy picante.. so I stop thinking I had overdone it. Wrongg answer.. Colombians really don't like spice. It's impressive to me.
Soo since tomorrow is a holiday, we decide that we are gonna go out and club. There is a Barrio (colombia) that is supposed to have the REAL DISCOTECAS, not just bars where people sit around and drink. And booy did they have the discotecas. We went to Karma and had a fabulous time. The Reggaeton was great and they threw in a few American songs, I heard Black and Yella and something else. What was my favorite was that the TV in the club showed nothing but hip-hop music videos. I saw some Ne-Yo, Pitbull, Rhianna, Method Man, Common, Kanye, and a few others, lol.
They are more current than I am. Maybe I'll punish myself to online videos, yes, no, maybe?! Does it sound fab if I see if they have closed captions in Spanish? Did I mention that they roll in posses here too. Big groups go out and get bottles or have drinks and only talk to each other. Before you say it, I know I wouldn't understand anyway, but it's just the principal. Buttt I did see this fiyah fanny pack. Look over to the right of me, lol. It's a jiggling baby!
Some randomness..
1. These are the benches in the Metro. I believe they are to keep people from sleeping on them.
There was a man that was staying at the hostel. I thought he got into a fight and I said aha! He's recovering from plastic surgery. I believe he had the whole she-bang - nose job, face lift, chin, and some botox. He's healing quite nicely though.
2. There is a baby perv staying at the hostel. When I was doing some quick email on one of the public terminals he was talking to me while surfing the meet hot girls site. Very weird guy. I met him a few days ago and then he left. He said he was in Medellin trying to rekindle the flames with an old girlfriend, but it was a no-go. So I guess he wastes no time. I did find in my research their are brothels around and for $100,000 pesos, you can have a nice night in a decent room. Soo who knows. I am not judging, promise! Just observations.
A rollercoaster of a night, but a good one. Let's see what tomorrow holds!
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