I saw on the news that Atletico Nacional beat America of
Cali 2-0 last night.
I made a quick trip downtown to pick up newspapers. At Exito they were just loading the display
with Gente newspapers so I asked the guy where else I could get the newspaper
around here. Besides the library and
Exito down the hill he said in Comfama and the other Bancolombia. At least now I have some backup places.
I left the apt at 11:30.
After a 15 minute wait for the bus I decided it would be best to walk to
the metro.
I arrived at the Aguacatala station just after noon. Jim and Joan arrived a few minutes later.
We walked across the street and quickly caught a bus to Viva
Laureles. We went downstairs where we
had a small hotdog at Doggers.
We walked over to the corner store where we found a sign
that they had moved. I think they are
still on the same Carrera but a couple blocks short of Calle 44. I believe that puts them very close to Pizza Americana. Unfortunately, Pizza Americana doesn’t open until 4pm today.
We walked up the street to the bakery I used to frequent and
they had a beer while I had a café con leche.
I recognized and exchanged greetings with the private security guard
that rides his bike around the neighborhood.
We walked over to Mall Laureles where Jim got his coconut
ice cream. I stopped downstairs and
bought a couple packages of the portable toilet paper.
Jim called for an Uber car and a young lady took us back to
their hotel.
We’re going to meet for dinner tonight at a restaurant near
their hotel.
I walked down the hill and across the street and quickly was
on a bus back to Envigado.
We all left the apt at 7:15.
I tried to call for a taxi using my Tappsi app but gave up during its
search. As soon as I got downstairs,
where I thought I was out of wifi range, I got beeped and it said it had found
me a taxi. We waited a few minutes and
when none arrived we just flagged one down.
The driver asked where we were going and I said “near Parque Poblado”. He said “Parque Poblado” and I said “near
Parque Poblado”. After we went through
that again I just decided to shut up.
Going down Avenida Las Vegas, when we approached the bridge
over Aguacatala, Teresa directed the driver to the “frontage road”, through the
traffic circle, back onto the “frontage road” and back on to Avenida Las
Vegas. What? Why didn’t we just take the bridge? She’s done that before, is she afraid of
bridges?
The driver was in the right lane when I knew that he needed
to be turning left soon but I thought he might turn a few blocks further. When it was obvious that he wasn’t he finally
turned right 3 times and ended up on a cul desac (sp?) overlooking Calle
10. He turned around and with some
difficult managed to cross the 3 lanes of traffic to head in the other
(correct) direction.
When he was less than 2 blocks from the restaurant he made a
left turn. No! I’ve never been to the restaurant before but
I can read addresses and knew we were already on the right street. After 2 right turns and a left (after asking
for directions twice) we were finally back on track and he dropped us off
outside the restaurant.
The restaurant is Tagliata
and it’s at Carrera 43D #13-23. Laura
ordered the Medallions of beef with pasta, Teresa the chicken breast and I the
ribs. My ribs were nothing special. Teresa and I shared a crème brulee and Laura
had cheesecake. With juices, tax, and
tip the total came to 159,610 (about $55).
Jim and Joan took the first taxi back and we waited another
15 minutes for ours.
T-shirt of the day: My style. My rules.
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