When not eating or drinking we were dancing all night. It was so much fun. Then Damien’s GF had some of her friends meet up with us and the party got even better. Clariss a 6-foot New Zealander or KIWI who stays at my hostel helped provide for the funniest/ only drama of my trip. Creeper New Yorker wouldn’t stop hitting on her and he couldn’t take a hint. Even after explaining to him she had a bf, he was the most persistent person I had ever seen. At one point the now group of about 9 were dancing in a circle and put her in the middle so he couldn’t get to her and he still didn’t get it. He kept trying to come in at a different angle from the circle to dance with her. Then he tried to hit on Damien’s GF with the lamest line of “you look like Ms. Colombia” because of the sashes the restaurant hands out to people. That’s when Damien got heated and things escalated then we all had to step in. Security finally came and sent the guy away. I don’t understand how the guy couldn’t take a hint, but oh well it provided lots of good laughs. Night ended well, with a “hangover cart” directly outside the club, which serves Colombian soup, empanadas and really good hotdogs.
My name is Carlos; I am a 24 year old third year law student. I caught the travel bug when I was 20 years old and sailed around the world on the MV Explorer from Jan. 2008 to May 2008. It was the most amazing experience of my life. I learned a lot about myself along the journey, I don't know if I would have the passion for travel I do now if it was not for that experience. Ever since I can’t get enough, going so many places I would've never even dreamed just a few years ago when I was complacently trapped in my American bubble. In what is presumably my last summer of freedom before I become imprisoned by corporate America, I am embarking on a journey through South America. Mostly to become fluent in a language I should’ve been taught a long time ago as a child being half Puerto Rican, but also to see, learn, explore and grow in a way only possible through travel.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Creeper New Yorker Couldn’t Ruin The World’s Most Fun Restaurant/Adult Theme Park
When not eating or drinking we were dancing all night. It was so much fun. Then Damien’s GF had some of her friends meet up with us and the party got even better. Clariss a 6-foot New Zealander or KIWI who stays at my hostel helped provide for the funniest/ only drama of my trip. Creeper New Yorker wouldn’t stop hitting on her and he couldn’t take a hint. Even after explaining to him she had a bf, he was the most persistent person I had ever seen. At one point the now group of about 9 were dancing in a circle and put her in the middle so he couldn’t get to her and he still didn’t get it. He kept trying to come in at a different angle from the circle to dance with her. Then he tried to hit on Damien’s GF with the lamest line of “you look like Ms. Colombia” because of the sashes the restaurant hands out to people. That’s when Damien got heated and things escalated then we all had to step in. Security finally came and sent the guy away. I don’t understand how the guy couldn’t take a hint, but oh well it provided lots of good laughs. Night ended well, with a “hangover cart” directly outside the club, which serves Colombian soup, empanadas and really good hotdogs.