Medellín, Colombia: Perfect weather. Friendly people. The most beautiful women in the world. Murder. Legal prostitution. Below is my bullet list of judgments, praises and comparisons.
- I look like a local- less likely to get robbed.
- I look like a local- judged by the clothes I wear.
- Less racist than back home.
- Classist, sexist, easily offended.
- Food-Italian restaurants all over the city. $5 meal that would cost $40 in the states. YES.
- Local food. NO. Except for the tropical fruit and chicharrón.
- The people are consistently rated some of the happiest in the world. I think it’s because they have no expectations.
- Machismo, dishonesty, fear and silence. plastic surgery.
- At least the narco-trafficking moved up north…
- illegal gold-mining is more in vogue. The name Escobar is like Smith in the US.
- No. They are not all related to Pablo.
- Music on every corner. Dancing is like breathing.
- country with the most acid attacks on women in the world. Most carried out by former lovers or pimps.
- I’m in the city of Eternal Spring. Back home it’s -17 F today.. -27 C.
- No. I won’t teach you English for free. My job didn’t pay me for 3 months. I didn’t come here to be exploited. I need money for the metro.
- I came here to open my mind.
- Not get fucked in the ass. Metaphorically. Watch your back here or even your closest friend will rob you blind.
- Catholic nuns are very respectable.
- 7 Million displaced.
- After I have been here a year, I’m a bit racist. A lot disillusioned.
- The mountains, tropical fruit, music on every corner… almost make another year worth it.
- They stopped spraying pesticides on coca plants last year. Less cancer caused by chemicals.
- Coca production is up 50% from 2016.
- Medellín has been in rehab for a long time. Functional. Tourism is growing.
- I don’t speak English to all you jackasses in this city looking for underage prostitutes and cocaine. Thanks for giving whatever country you are from a horrible name. Don’t go back to my country. They don’t want you there. Go to hell.
The great majority of the city’s population live and die by this quote:
“A lie is more comfortable than doubt, more useful than love, more lasting than truth.”
― Gabriel García Márquez