Alright, so yesterday I made an epic walk to Colonial Zona getting lost along the way like 5 times. Good times. Arrived to CZ a little before dark, and wasn't so much into approaching, but to study the scene. Lots of hotties. Sat down with a p4p to interrogate and work on my Spanish. I had noticed a table of dudes that were real aggressive and pretty much assholes. She said they were Italian, and the locals didn't like them. Hmmmm.
So I flirt with the barkeeps, and decide to bounce, after I'd bounced the hooker. I was a little drunk but fine. Of course, I'd exchanged numbers and when I got back to the hotel I called her. Didn't fuck her, and didn't pay.
Tonight I was supposed to meet a "real" girl, but turned out to be p4p. What pisses me off was I was approached by a normal gal in the bar I was waiting. Nice place with a lot of suits. She came up and asked for a cigarette, and didn't press the issue. Easily a 7-8.
Earlier, I found a nice restro on the water. Great place, and somehow my fucked up Spanish ordered food. It turned out good, as I ended up with grilled chicken, salad, pinto bean soup, and arroz. Perfect for my stomach that was still hurting. The place had a lot of nice looking girls, middle class, eating there after work. None approached me. Got looks.
I gotta step it up a notch. Gotta look for an apartment. One really fine chica shit tested me on where I was staying. When I told her hotel that was the end of that.
Overall I'm having a great time. Weather was great today, food is good. It is worse than any 3rd world pais I've been to as far as the hustle. I agree with Tigre, as seasoned as I am, still making mistakes here. No big deal though. Learning a lot quickly.
So I flirt with the barkeeps, and decide to bounce, after I'd bounced the hooker. I was a little drunk but fine. Of course, I'd exchanged numbers and when I got back to the hotel I called her. Didn't fuck her, and didn't pay.
Tonight I was supposed to meet a "real" girl, but turned out to be p4p. What pisses me off was I was approached by a normal gal in the bar I was waiting. Nice place with a lot of suits. She came up and asked for a cigarette, and didn't press the issue. Easily a 7-8.
Earlier, I found a nice restro on the water. Great place, and somehow my fucked up Spanish ordered food. It turned out good, as I ended up with grilled chicken, salad, pinto bean soup, and arroz. Perfect for my stomach that was still hurting. The place had a lot of nice looking girls, middle class, eating there after work. None approached me. Got looks.
I gotta step it up a notch. Gotta look for an apartment. One really fine chica shit tested me on where I was staying. When I told her hotel that was the end of that.
Overall I'm having a great time. Weather was great today, food is good. It is worse than any 3rd world pais I've been to as far as the hustle. I agree with Tigre, as seasoned as I am, still making mistakes here. No big deal though. Learning a lot quickly.