Although just spent a day wondering, Santa Marta liked
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| Park lovers. Ayyy… |
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| The last word in music. Here you can find any hit parade. |
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| And otherwise, butterfly. We're going to Bucaramanga. |
BUCARAMANGA. COUCHSURFING.
The couchsurfing is a great invention. Es una red social mundial en la que contactamos todos los que ofrecemos a los visitantes alojamiento gratuito en nuestra casa o al menos nos ofrecemos para enseñar la ciudad o tomar algo. El mes pasado alojé en mi casa a Beth, a china Hong Kong, the experience was very good. Now, in Colombia are running every day with couchsurfers that take us hiking or salsa.
So far we have been left with 6 couchsurfers, which in turn have given us your friends. In part works as a chain of favors, many of them are very grateful for the treatment received by those who received them on their travels. We are delighted with all of them. They have been spectacular!
The first who offered his home to sleep and took us on the town was the beautiful and very young Natalia…
BUCARAMANGA, SALSA
The next couchsurfer in offering us out on the town was Diana, who introduced us to their friends Ricardo, Laura and Silvia.
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| The Colombian night we threw. |
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| Chimo intimando con Diana |
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| That time when all the girls are pretty |
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| Now! all conjoined. |
BARICHARA
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| Going Barichara, Alexander had left one side of the bus Velmez This coupled with the strange stigmas that have emerged throughout the body, (he says it is psoriasis, but we do not believe) makes us think that is some sort prophet, o Elected… |
Barichara, beautiful colonial town.
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| Poster on a home straight. If it was a house homosexuals would “your ass is my ass” |
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| From Barichara we walked to Guane, two short hours with good views. |
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| Refreshments in Guane |
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| And otherwise, butterfly. We're going to Medellin! |
MEDELLIN
The one that was most dangerous city in South America and the largest based drug cartel found it ugly and ramshackle. Stresses at the center Botero Square, filled their deformed statues.
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| Add legend |
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| On this trip we played asses and tits. |
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| In Colombia people classified for tax purposes in strata, ranging from zero, the poorest, al seis los más ricos. This district level was 1 as we were told, and was on a slope of up 45 degrees. Not bad, to break the ice with a chick you can always ask: “And you're what stratum???” |
would be to ask a girl you just met in Spain: “What is your marginal rate on income?”
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| Well loved Medellin. |
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| Medellin spans several mountains. |
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| How not to remember our friend Europeu? |
MANIZALES, ADOPTION OF MAURO
And we went to Manizales Medellin, the city that we liked in Colombia and in which we have stayed more days.
In the bus to Manizales met Mauro, left, an Argentine boy who had been traveling in South America only. All of his group had already returned, and somehow inspired us tenderly, like a kitten in the rain, so innocent… poor, we struck a chord and adopt…
The next afternoon Mauro, always unsatisfied, He managed to meet these two transients. To the night and had funky with Diana.
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| Chimo is between Lorena and Diana, in case you had not noticed. |
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| Monument to the colonists |
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| With Lorena, a lovely girl. |
MANIZALES. TOMA REGGAETON !!!
El reggaeton, as we have seen, is to practice all the Kamasutra but with clothes and music. They do not use condoms, but should. The lyrics of the music tends to be simplistic and suggestive, type ” all night making love” or ” takes,, gimme more…”
La manera más habitual de bailarla para el tío es meter la pierna entre las de ella hasta que se quede encajada, with one hand clutching the ass, con la otra haciendo círculos en el aire, and providing uniforms to the pelvis Wiggles.
Eso sí , if after a night dancing reggaeton a boy and a girl were in a hotel room, da por seguro que será para hablar y conocerse mejor, have no desire for more.
Pero aunque parezca mentira también pusieron alguna con letra del tipo: ” Christ, Christ, saved us by dying on the cross…, I swear!, and also sang it as they danced with their churris! aunque era más bien salsa que reggaeton.
Pues a bailar reggaeton nos fuimos con nuestros compañeros de habitación, Tesa London, Michele and Joel Dublin, Diana and Lorraine,
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| Joel, Lorena, Josan, Alejandro, Mauro, Chimo. Below Michele, Tesa and Diana. Lack Mariana, couchsurfer that took the picture. |
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| Mauro pollinating all South America. We will leave the lost! |
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| We had to lay evil drink. |
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| Joel snuggling Chive. Lorena wondering: “What does kiss me?” |
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Rafa
1 February, 2012 at 23:30 (UTC 1) Link to this comment
Como ha cambiado Josan, hace unos años a buenas horas hubiera adoptado a un competidor tan peligroso, que los argentinos hacen buenos a los italianos. Se nota que se va haciendo mayor…
Pillar
1 February, 2012 at 23:38 (UTC 1) Link to this comment
Interesante Medellin. Los pueblecitos preciosos. Y por fin una incorporación masculina interesante al blog, que también tienes lectoras, te lo podrías traer al Negrito.
Anonymous
3 February, 2012 at 14:09 (UTC 1) Link to this comment
Os puteo un poco si os digo que aquí hace un frio que pela y que mañana vais a estar en medio de una ola de frio siberiana… Bromas a parte, el viaje parece que a sido genial, seguro que si hubiera ido con vosotros lo hubiese pasado muy bien. Por el momento, parece que mi camino es otro, pero me alegro mucho que vosotros lo hayais pasado muy bien. Yo he disfrutado mucho viendo vuestras fotos.
Anonymous
3 February, 2012 at 22:29 (UTC 1) Link to this comment
hola chicos, vaya viaje tan hermoso que han hecho por mi pais, me falta conocer Santander, de resto no estoy de acuerdo con uds, creo que a nivel de ciudad MEdellin es bella, por su conjunto de clima, gente, (tanto los hombres para el deleite de las chicas como viceversa), la calidez humana, el emprendimiento, etc.. Aunque no por eso cambiaría a Cali, cuestion de fidelidad, lol, no es que niegue a mi CArtago querido, pero he vivido mas años aqui. Ya estoy ansiosa porque publiquen su experiencia aqui. Espero que hayan bailado mucha salsa y que a Mauro no se le acabe el polen, aunque de seguro en su recorrido habra disfrutado mas aqui en Colombia que en otros lugares. Ojala vuelvan pronto, un abrazote, Clau