Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Being a cool night from all the rain I slept well under a sheet and blanket but woke up for some reason at 2am.  I got up for a drink of water and happened to notice it had stopped raining so I opened the window part way.

I got up again about 5am, finally waking/getting up at 7:45.

It’s another overcast day thus far.

I watched the first hour of the Today show then left the apt with my umbrella and sunglasses because you never know what type of day it might turn into.

I picked up a free adn newspaper by Exito.  Yesterday I saw workmen doing some work by the ATM machines.  Today confirmed that they are putting in a 2nd automatic payment machine.  I stopped at the corner Gana store and added 50mil to Teresa’s cell phone.  I quickly caught an Envigado bus but it was 10 minutes before we got moving.  I scanned through the newspaper and the 2nd page had an article about the Guatape boat tragedy.  It stated that there were 164 passengers, 155 people were rescued, 7 bodies have been recovered and 2 are still missing.  I got off at MBE where I picked up my document – my Chess Life magazine.  
I quickly caught another bus and got off at Oviedo mall.  I bought a vanilla latte in Starbucks and settled down to read my Chess Life magazine.  I was surprised to see a mistake – an advertisement for a chess tournament for last April – until I noticed that this was the February issue.  I knew I was missing this issue but I thought it was lost forever.  A couple ladies were sitting at the next table and it was obvious that one was giving a Spanish lesson to the other.  I talked to them briefly – the student was an older woman named Melissa from North Carolina.  She’s been here for 5 months visiting her son who lives here.  I gave the teacher my “business” card and asked her to contact me for possible Spanish lessons.  I stayed about an hour and then walked to Cueva de Quesos where I bought a package of bagels.  After a 5 minute wait I was on a Sabaneta bus back to the apt.  Teresa returned right after I did.

After lunch I took a nap from 2:30 to 3:30.

At 3:45 it started raining but it stopped 15 minutes later.

We left the apt at 4:15, walked down to Avenida Las Vegas and quickly caught a bus.  It was a new bus with fancy entrance and separate exit.  We got off a block from Stella Duran and Teresa was there by 4:45. 

I bought a bottle of water at the White House Hostel and sat down at one of their tables.  I finished scanning my Chess Life magazine and read some from my Nook book.  Teresa came back at 6:15 and we quickly caught a taxi back to the apt.

I received an email from my son that his plane comes in tomorrow night at 11:30.  I gave him our address and suggested I meet him at the airport.  He responded that he’ll figure it out.

At 9:45 it started raining.

I watched some stupid movie on Direct TV and we went to bed at 11:15.


T-shirt of the day: Always give 100%.  Unless you’re donating blood.

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Monday, June 26, 2017

I slept well last night only getting up once about 5am, finally walking/getting up at 8am.

It’s a partially overcast morning thus far.

I watched the first hour of the Today show and they had some coverage of the Guatape tragedy.

I left for the gym and walking through the park a man called my name.  I saw 2 of the stronger chess players I’ve played against before.  They were just setting up a chessboard and they invited me to play but I informed them I needed to go to the gym.

At the gym I skipped most of the lower body exercises and backed off on the weight of everything else.  I was there for about an hour.

Returning to the park there were several chess games in progress, maybe because today is a holiday.  The guy I call The Russian invited me to play so I told him I only had time for one game.  I had the Black pieces and he soon had a lot of pressure on my King and Queen.  I squeezed out of it with a 2 pawn advantage but I lost the right to castle.  Being up 2 pawns I managed to trade pieces to where we each had only 2 rooks and the pawns.  He had 2 pawns on his king side and 4 pawns on his queenside and I had my original 8 and I just marched my pawns down the center protected by my king.  It was amazing to see how strong that was against his 2 Rooks.  I won the game and headed back to the apt.

After my shower I watched a little of the History Channel and then took a 40-minute nap.  Teresa and Laura had returned by the time I woke up.

Teresa made a delicious chicken salad, with peach slices and fresh juice but I could only finish half of it.

Afterwards I found out I still have a diarrhea problem.  I took 2 more pills so I hope that helps.

We watched Still Alice (7.5) on Netflix.  Yes, I know we’ve seen it before.  I believe it's Teresa's favorite movie.

At 6:15 it started raining and hadn’t stopped by the time we went to bed at 11pm.


T-shirt of the day: You find it offensive?  …I find it funny.  That’s why I’m happier than you.

Monday, June 26, 2017

Guatape boat tragedy - Colombia Reports

At least 9 dead, 28 missing hours after tourist boat sinks in Colombia tourism hotspot

written by Adriaan Alsema June 25, 2017
Nine people have been found dead while rescue workers continued searching for 28 missing persons after a tourist ship carrying 170 sank in one of Colombia’s most popular tourist hotspots, the rescue coordinator told local media.
The three-floor ship El Almirante, sank earlier on Sunday in the Guatape water reservoir, one of Colombia’s top tourist attraction, especially during bank holiday weekends like this one.
Rescue coordinator Margarita Maria Moncada told Medellin newspaper El Colombiano that 24 people had been sent to hospital after the tragic accident.
According to the hospital where the injured were sent, three died and seven were allowed to go home after treatment.

We officially have nine people who were found dead, and 99 people who were good from the beginning and immediately rescued. Another 40 people left [the ship] by themselves and are fortunately okay. And there are 28 people who are reported missing.

Sunday, June 25, 2017

I slept well last night only getting up once, finally waking/getting up at 7am.

Yesterday I ran out of Immodium but things seem to have settled down even though I still have no hunger.

The Colombian Peso closed for the week at 3,018 to the US Dollar.

I saw on the news that the police have captured 9 terrorists involved in the Bogota bombing.

About 1pm, still not really feeling hungry, I ate a little container of strawberry yogurt from the fridge.  Afterwards I started feeling cold and tired so I went to bed.  As soon as my head hit the pillow I felt some pain behind my eyes.  I got up and took half an Excedrin.  Back in bed I still felt cold so I added a light blanket to the mix.  I fell asleep and finally woke up about 45 minutes later.

Laura came back with a couple books from the library.  One was one of my favorites – Proof of Heaven by Dr. Eben Alexander.  Of course her version is in Spanish.  Laura read the description to Teresa and I believe she wants to read it next.

At 3pm it started raining but it only lasted about 20 minutes.

Teresa sent Laura to the pharmacy to buy more Immodium.

TV news showed video of a 3-tier boat on the Guatape lagoon that sank leaving 9 people died and 31 missing.  (It’s a holiday weekend and it might have been overloaded.)  It is believed that there were about 170 people on board and they didn’t have life preservers.  God help them!  A previous time we were in Guatape we almost took the same boat but Teresa said there were too many people and it was too expensive.  Instead we took smaller boats that reminded me of something out of Disney’s Jungle Cruise and we all had life preservers.

I watched 60 Minutes on my Slingbox which was about Artificial Intelligence and then American Sniper (7.3) on Direct TV.


T-shirt of the day: Sometimes I drink water.  Just to surprise my liver.

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Saturday, June 24, 2017

I slept well only getting up once at 5am.

Most of the day is just a blur as I spent most of the time in bed.
The good news is my hip pain is gone.

Teresa and I left the apt at 9am for her 10am massage.  We walked down to Avenida Las Vegas where we caught a bus.  We got off a block from Stella Duran at 9:25.  Teresa went for her massage and I bought a small bottle of water and sat down in front of the White House Hostel’s outside TV.  A soccer match between New Zealand and Portugal was just beginning.  I fought hard to stay awake.  
Teresa came back at 10am – something about the appointment time and lots of people.  Her next appointment is next Tuesday.

We walked to the other side of the highway and soon were on a bus back to the apt.  Walking up the hill wasn’t easy, as usual, but at least I didn’t have any pain.  We were back by 10:30.
I went right to bed.

When it came time for lunch I ate half my soup, all of my salad, a couple bites of my chicken breast and drank half of my strawberry juice.

I went right to bed and this time I slept for an hour and 15 minutes.

Mainly I vegged out on my computer and in front of the television.
In the evening I watched Inglorious Basterds (8.3).  The only problem was that the parts where characters are speaking German, French, or Italian the subtitles were in Spanish instead of English. 
After that I started watching Lone Survivior (7.5) but had to give up at 11:30 to go to bed.


T-shirt of the day: My bucket list: 1. Beer 2. Ice.

Saturday, June 24, 2017

Friday, June 23, 2017

I had a pretty bad night’s sleep mainly because I couldn’t find a comfortable position for my right leg.

I finally woke/got up at 7:45.

I decided not to go to the gym today.  My #1 rule of working out is not to hurt myself.  I guess I must have done something wrong.

Among new US movie releases I would like to see Food Evolution (7.6).  Locally, I’d like to see Everything, Everything (6.2) playing at Vizcaya at 2pm and 4:20.

Teresa left for the gym a little after 9am and Laura followed a few minutes later.

I took an Advil and put some Mineral Ice on my hip.

I watched the first hour of the Today shoe then I dressed and walked (slowly) to the paper store where I had another chess page printed. 

The adn girl was outside Exito but again she wasn’t handing out newspapers.  I bought a Q’Hubo newspaper for Chuck and then headed into Exito.  Teresa forgot to pick up bread and coffee yesterday so I picked them up and got into a long line. 

I took a little nap but didn’t really sleep.

Teresa came back at 11:30 and made lunch.

I took a nap from 2-3:30 and this time I managed to sleep a little.

In the evening Laura came across a movie called Cellular (6.5) starring Jason Statham.  After that I watched Gravity (7.8).

At 10:30 I suddenly felt cold.  I wrapped myself in a blanket but that didn’t help.  I was shivering so much I was shaking uncontrollably.  I went to bed and wrapped myself in a sheet and blanket and it took 5 minutes for it to stop.


T-shirt of the day: I’m not anti-social, I’m anti-stupid.

Friday, June 23, 2017

Inside Colombia's Love Hotels - Medellin Living & news.com.au

Inside Colombia’s love hotels, designed for cheating

Inside the candy themed room. Picture: Mariah Ore
Sally Watsonnews.com.au
MONOGAMY in South America is not always viewed as a vital key to a happy marriage as it is in many western countries. ‘Love Hotels’ are catering to a market, committed to affairs.
Sexuality seems to be ingrained in the Latino psyche, perhaps a little contradictory for people predominantly Catholic.
There’s an acceptance in Latin America, or a resignation to, the machismo culture. The rationale is men have sexual appetites, which want satisfaction.
James, a Swiss expat who lives in Colombia explains: “Affairs don’t always break up relationships here. Some people just turn a blind eye to keep the peace and the family together. Affairs are somewhat accepted, or viewed as just the way things are.”
Latin America certainly has the facilities to make meeting a lover as secret and easy as possible.
Discreet pay-by-the-hour, ‘Love Hotels’ protect reputations.
Sophisticated venues are popular with high-profile people such as politicians, celebrities and corporates who want to avoid the scandal of their dalliances being made public.
A room inside one of the Love Hotels. Picture: Mariah Ore
A room inside one of the Love Hotels. Picture: Mariah OreSource:Supplied
Although operations differ from place to place, privacy is generally a key aspect, particularly with those located on the outskirts of South American cities. Some are surrounded by high walls or shrouded with trees and shrubbery.
Driveway entrances often include a feature to block visibility of car numberplates, so passengers can’t be identified.
Discreet driveway entrance to garages, which adjoin to rooms. Picture: Mariah Ore
Discreet driveway entrance to garages, which adjoin to rooms. Picture: Mariah OreSource:Supplied
Jan, a 32 year-old Australian woman visited a Love Hotel in Argentina, with her local boyfriend at the time.
“When you arrive, you don’t go to reception. In fact you don’t see anyone at all. It’s totally private.”
A common way of accessing involves guests driving through entrance gates to a series of garages, which specify room types. Once a room is selected the car is driven into the corresponding garage.
Then either hotel reception or patrons close the garage door. There is often a deposit box where money is delivered. Credit cards would reveal customer names so transactions are usually made in cash.
Snacks and sex toys are usually available from reception. Picture: Mariah Ore
Snacks and sex toys are usually available from reception. Picture: Mariah OreSource:Supplied
Hotel staff then unlock the door to the adjoining room or a key will be dropped into a box. Or sometimes payment is made inside the room via a hole in the room wall. This hole acts as a vault with two sliding plates, one on the room side and one to the outside corridor and is also used to deliver room service.
“It is a pay as you go system. You order by ringing reception and then you put your money in the vault. Your delivery comes through this same gateway. You don’t have to see anyone, so you can still be naked when your meal arrives. And the food is actually pretty good,” Jan laughs.
“Condoms are often provided but if you want sex toys, lubricant or other things off the menu you need to pay a fee.”
Reception may ring through a reminder ‘wake up call’ when the allocated time is up. For lovers having too much fun, they can usually extend the time.
When patrons are ready to leave, they call reception before driving out of the garage to a boom gate. They are advised via an intercom if there are any issues with the room or payment before they can depart through a concealed private exit.
Love Hotels vary from gaudy cheesy options, whose exterior might be dotted with large love hearts or fluoro lights, to very high-end luxurious options.
Fluoro lit hotels are usually a giveaway that rooms are available by the hour. Picture: Mariah Ore
Fluoro lit hotels are usually a giveaway that rooms are available by the hour. Picture: Mariah OreSource:Supplied
Short stay hotels have different names depending on location. Sometimes they are just referred to as Motels such as in Mexico, Brazil and Colombia. In Chile they are known as Couples’ hotels while in Guatemala they are Autohotels and in Argentina, Telos. Personally I like Panama’s take of ‘Push Button,’ which derives from pushing the access button in the garage — but it also brings others things to mind.
The concept started in Japan and it’s a lucrative market there, estimated to be worth more than $40 billion annually and they’re are also popular in other Asian destinations such as Thailand, China, South Korea and Taiwan.
The trend has taken off in South America and you will see Love Hotels everywhere with advertisements in bars and discos.
Business is booming in Buenos Aires, Argentina where there are hundreds of trendy short stay hotels. Many inner city options offer modern rooms, sophisticated facilities, quality decor and linens and a room service menu, which might even impress foodies.
Although room types differ across the industry many have spas, porn movies on demand, vibrating beds, mirrors and mood lighting. Some offer themed rooms with costumes and bondage paraphernalia.
Mirrors on the ceiling or walls are a common part of the decor. Picture: Mariah Ore
Mirrors on the ceiling or walls are a common part of the decor. Picture: Mariah OreSource:Supplied
Australian traveller, Ken, who spent his 30s travelling Colombia visited one outside Cali. “It had a sound system, smoke machine on a dance floor for around one hundred people, two separate king bedrooms, with huge mirrors on the ceiling, a sauna, spa and a funny thing dangling from the ceiling which I later worked out was a ‘harness’ for adventurous activities.”
“Another one I visited in Santiago, Chile, also had mirrors on the ceiling and funny kitsch red lights all over the walls.”
It is not just philandering couples fuelling the demand for short stay hotels.
Many young people in South America live at home into their thirties or until they are married, especially in regions which are quite religious.
These hotels offer a convenient, affordable and much appreciated escape to fornication, without judgment.
Some clientele are couples looking to add some excitement into their lovemaking.
“Sometimes, married people just want some ‘sexy’ time away from their children,” a local Colombian man tells me.
While I’m not an advocate for extra martial affairs, the concept does have its merits.
Let’s be honest — sexual desire is a human characteristic.
Where there is suppression, it can lead to problems, especially in cultures where sex before marriage is forbidden.
“These hotels actually help society I think because there are less sexually repressed people walking the streets,” Ken thinks.
Jan reasons, “The existence of pay by the hour hotels is an affordable, straightforward efficient approach, which is clearly meeting a need.”
One thing is certain.
For those who don’t have a stay at home option, a ‘Love Hotel’ beats the back seat of a car, or the local park!
(*names have been changed for privacy reasons)
Sally Watson is a freelance travel writer and photographer at Wing Woman Adventures. A self-confessed vagabond and seeker of new frontiers, adventures and international friends, she aims to inspire people to travel widely, independently and confidently! Follow her on via her blog, Wing Woman Adventures, and on Facebook,Twitter and Instagram.
Photos courtesy of Mariah Ore, a writer, photographer and multimedia producer atTiny Spider Media currently based in Medellin Colombia.