Yes of course, I dance all the time

My last night in Medellin was great, I went to hear some ear piercing Latin Music. 

So in my mysterious, loner, broody, ruggedly handsome way I went to Son Havana. Kind of a dodgy area of town compared to the others areas that I have seen. The bar was crowded, hot and the aforementioned loner, broody, ruggedly handsome me was the only gringo in there which was nice. 

Through a sequence of being moved  (nee pushed) around by the crowd I ended up beside an amazingly beautiful women who asked me to dance. Now don’t flatter yourself loner, broody, ruggedly handsome me I said to myself in Gaelic (Spanish is not good enough to talk to myself in) a Colombian asking you to dance like asking for a glass of water. I politely declined and went back to thinking to myself in Gaelic. Did I just say no to dancing with a beautiful Colombian women. What the feck is wrong with me. “Bar Keep a bottle of your finest Aguardient. Glug, Glug, Glug. Wait, wait, wait, pleasantly pissed, pleasantly pissed, pleasantly pissed, feck yeah I will dance with you.

I told her in my bad Spanish that I cannot dance in any language to any music but she didn’t care. So littlefrankiesonofabitch was Salsa Dancing (thank god I was all gussied up-see picture below). She was very gracious, sexy (muy sexy) and could work around my two left feet. A really fun night and feck yeah, we are going to do it again when I come back down. 

Frankie and Margarita. Frankie is on the right. 

Ah One More thing, no wait that was Colombo, this is Colombia.

January 2015

Columbia and Nicaragua

Medellin

For some unbeknownst reason I decided the fecking longest possible route to get to Medellin, Colombia. I think getting to Gustaf’s Crater on Mars would be quicker . Abu Dhabi-Dubia-Washington-Houston-Managua-Panama-Medellin.  

To get back to Abu Dhabi I am walking.

Now my three loyal readers will know that Dave, my buddy and son I always wanted have met up in Yemen, Germany, Nicaragua, Spain and now Colombia. Actually I have four readers but this one is some weird guy in China that keeps sending me selfies (I hate that fecking term) with him naked with a Panda. Always great seeing Frankie Jr as I call Dave and will see him in Nicaragua in March. 

Medellin  is great, perfect weather (although currently hot), cheap, safe, nice people and the amazingly gorgeous Canadian accountants that come here.

First few days was fighting jet leg but once I got my mojo back which is to say back to having no mojo I started going out a bit. Down to Plaza Botero with its fat arse sculptures and then the hustle and bustle of the down town traffic, vendors, market (the local produce looked great). I have been tracking expenses and buying everyday items and eating out, local transport and pretty much everything is cheap here.

Dave is on a bit of a working holiday but hoping to meet up later and check out some more craft beer, local music and perhaps watch (and I emphasize watch) a salsa show. Wait, that will be after the craft beer, ok that means to go participate (and I emphasize participate) in a salsa show.

Feck, I accidently formatted by card with the pictures. I am such a dumb ass. Not a big issue not like I reformatted my memory but age is doing that slowly.

I need to think this inner city living. This place is noisy but I guess any large city would be. There someone practicing scales and I tuba before. That was a first.