The report of these four days follows my report of the previous three days in The Vladimir Chronicles - Cartegena, Colombia

The flight from Cartegena went smoothly and quickly, leaving me on the ground in Bogota in the late afternoon. I purchased a ticket from a taxi counter for 20,000 COP (~$10 USD) which was more than I expected, but the ride did turn out to be a long one.

We eventually arrived at the Hamilton Court Hotel which I had booked online through Hotels.com for $90 USD/night + taxes. I was a little surprised to see my second choice hotel, the Saint Simon, right next door. After putting my stuff away, I took a walk around the nearby area to see what was close by. There was a large shopping center called Atlantis right around the corner. The front of Atlantis turned out to be an easy place to pick up a taxi.

I was anxious to find myself a new date after repeating with DT the previous night, so I decided to head to Cleopatra Club, a massage parlor reported on by Tim3xrexes. I rarely seek out ladies from photos, but I was ready to make an exception after seeing the photos he posted of Paola, #. The cab fare I was quoted and paid was 10,000 COP (~$5 USD). The driver seemed friendly and offered to take me to other places later on. He wrote down his name and phone number on a card for me. It was getting dark as we got to Cleopatra and it didn't seem to be located in the safest of areas. He offered to wait for me for 10-15 minutes just in case I didn't like the place. With hardly any traffic around, it didn't seem like a bad idea. I told him I'd come back out and tell him if I was going to stay.

I was nearly floored when I saw the lady that answered the door. If she was available, I would definitely be staying. Tim3rexes did a good job of describing the procedure here. Basically you pay 20,000 COP (~$10 USD) which gets you a drink and a lap dance from each available lady, one of which you can take to a room for an additional charge. One noteworthy downside is that they don't seem to have many ladies working there at any one time. I asked how many were working before paying and was told eight, but it turned out to be only four. Tim3rexes mentions five and three on his visits there.

I paid my 20,000 COP, but I didn't review my notes carefully beforehand, so I really didn't know exactly was going on. I was brought to a small room that looked like a minature dance floor and seated on a small chair with a small table nearby where I placed my coke. An average looking lady soon appeared, and after what seemed like a relatively long lap dance, she left the room before another one appeared several minutes later. I told the second dancer I had to leave momentarily because I had to tell my driver not to wait. I quickly ran outside to tell my driver I was staying and that I'd call him later. I returned to my seat and waited for the second lady to return.

The second dancer was less impressive than the average first dancer. She wasn't very attractive and her dancing skills were poor, and I could tell she was trying really hard to be sexy. She seemed brand new and everything just came out as awkward like she didn't understand what was and wasn't stimulating. I was slightly worried that maybe the lady that answered the door was just there as a hook, but the their costumes were the same and I thought again about Paola, figuring I'd get the beauty eventually.

After that longer and painful second dance, my beauty appeared. She had me at "Hola". Besides great beauty, this lady knew how to move. I wouldn't have minded hanging longer in the little room on the little chair if all the ladies were like this one.

The fourth lady came and went, that's about all I remember after being awestruck by number 3. I was then asked and chose who I wanted additional time with.

My schoolgirl beauty led me to a room that looked more like a 3-4 star hotel room than a massage area in a bad part of town. After we showered, we engaged in what turned out to be relatively medicore session. Unfortunately, I encountered something that's been relatively rare in my travels...she didn't smell like she took the best care of herself. At least she was gorgeous and had a nice personality, I still had a good time.

Afterwards the manager offered to call me a driver they knew, but I gave them my driver's card instead. They called, and he said he'd be there in about 15 minutes. I sat on a couch in the other room and chatted with the female manager about some of my travels. She wrote down their operating hours and the name of a sister massage parlor/club they operate called Barby's. After 30 minutes of waiting, the lady offered again to call her own driver. I agreed and was soon on my way back to my hotel.

I decided to upload the pics to my laptop since it was still relatively early. I was really surprised at how the Schoolgirl Beauty came out...I hardly recognized her. I can't explain why, but she seemed to look remarkably better in person, if I saw this lady from these pictures alone, I would describe her as average, a 7 on a 10 scale at most. I suppose she's just not photogenic or worked some strange voodoo on me to think she was a high 9.

Photos: Cleopatra Schoolgirl 01 02 03 04

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Vladimir,

Thanks for sharing your experience. The Cleopatra schoolgirl is stunning and I am sure she is even more stunning in person as you mentioned. So no strange voodoo involved here, IMHO.

Can't wait to see the rest of the Bogota report.

Phd

Vladimir,
Thank you for the compliment. I went there around 6 pm both times and it doesn't look great outside. Catching a cab after dark is definitely a good idea. How long are you in Bogota? I'm hoping to travel there on Tuesday if I don't get bumped(I'm on a buddy pass). Also how is your hotel?

This trip took place in March.

I forgot to include photos of Hamilton Court.



I posted more about it in the Hamilton Court topic in the Hotel section. I enjoyed it very much.

I believe I paid 150,000 COP (~$75 USD) on top of the 20,000 cover. I do not recall exactly, but total was less than $100 USD. This seemed to be about the average quote at the nicer nightclubs with a few higher. I will also post on some lower end places which were significantly less.

I grabbed a slice of Mexican-style pizza at a Pizzeria across the street after coming back downstairs. This place served some of the best thin-sliced pizza I've had in my life (although I admit I'm not a well-qualified food critic). It certainly was better than any chain I've visited in the US and the price was barely over $1 USD.

I also killed some time in the Atlantis mall. Eye candy was everywhere with a crowd lined up to head into the Hard Rock Cafe and many others milling around the mall. I withdrew some extra funds at one of the many ATMs before finally catching one of the cabs out front to Casanova. The ride was a very short one that set me back about 5,000 COP.


Casanova far left,Extasis far right

When we arrived I saw that there was another nightclub on my list (Copacabana) directly across the street. A third nightclub, Extasis, was a couple doors down. There were plenty of gentlemen outside urging me to come into their respective clubs, I headed staight for Casanova.

I was impressed by the layout of the club. Just past the entrance is a bar to the immediate left and a lounge area with white couches. Restrooms are located on the left past the bar on the other side of wall dividers. Past the lounge area is the main part of club with a raised dance stage on the right and wall monitors on the back well showing music videos and occasionally light porn. Most of the ladies were hanging out in the back area. There are more details I posted on Casanova in the topic linked a couple paragraphs higher.

There were a lot of options surrounding me in Casanova. One of them was a lovely lady that reminded me of one of my best sessions in the Dominican Republic. It wasn't long before she was quickly snatched up, and I could tell from watching her that she had a great bubbly personality.

I fended off a couple of other ladies while I continued to look around. One was an attractive, but older (late 20's/early 30's?) blond that was somewhat persistant. I also spotted a gorgeous brunette that appeared half-Asian, but I passed on her after she failed to return a smile.

I was surprised to see my target free up from the gentlemen that bought her drinks earlier. I was certain that her responsiveness would mean that she was leaving with them. I didn't hesitate to invite her over for a drink. She had an amazing smile and was incredibly friendly and sexy. I soon invited her back to my hotel. I had to pay an exit fee to get her out, I forgot to notate exactly how much it was, but I believe it was about 60,000 COP (~$30 USD), that's the price mentioned in the Casanova topic.

I believe I paid my date 150,000 COP (~$75 USD), it may have been less. I was also surprised when she offered to walk back to my hotel. She seemed to be considerate of my expenses. I went ahead and paid for one of the waiting taxis that wanted 10,000 COP (~$5 USD) to take us the short distance.

My Casanova date provided some great service over a couple hours that night. I walked her downstairs and around the corner where I put her in a cab to go home. It was nice to end the night on a great note after the mediocre session at Cleopatra Club. I looked forward to the rest of my adventures in Bogota.

Photos: Casanova 05 06 07 08

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Tim3rexes.......this is a bad time of the year to be going to Bogota on a buddy pass. I just checked the list there
are 41 people on standby.......Good luck

cleopatra looks great mate... she has a certain factor x about her.

The following morning/afternoon wasn't all that special. I spent some time at Atlantis mall where I got a late breakfast, then walked up to the clubs on Calle 86a (Casanova, Copacabana, Extasis). Afterwards, I returned to the hotel review the long list of potential places to visit for my last few days in Colombia.

Estrato 6/E6 had some positive comments on it, was a daytime/early evening establishment, and didn't have a lot of reviews, so I decided to check it out. The ride wasn't too far, it cost me 5000 COP, it was a ~$5 USD ride roundtrip.

Until you get accustomed to it, casas can be difficult to approach. I'm still not used to it. Most casas look like all the other houses on the block, so you worry that you might have written the address down wrong or received inaccurate or outdated information. Maybe you'll ring the bell of some run-of-the mill family and be speechless when an unexpected person answers the door. Maybe you'll be looked at like another nymphomaniac that's come to their recently purchased home.

Fortunately this has never happened to me, and the house I approached was E6. I was invited inside and seated in a small den. A small fridge full of energy drinks was nearby. The place was well kept and decorated. In a short amount of time, I was able to see the three available ladies.

I had already been informed that most of the ladies were on vacation, so my expectations were not high. None of the ladies were ugly, but none really stood out either. Nevertheless, I found one attractive enough to spend some time with. I bought her and myself an energy drink and we conversed for a while. I don't recall the drink prices, but they weren't outrageous.

My lady was friendly and attractive enough, so I eventually asked about services. She checked with the owner/manager on prices, and came back with a quote that I wasn't expecting. I don't recall exactly what it was, but it was at least 200,000 COP and may have been as high as 300,000 COP. After the drinks I bought, I honestly only had enough to pay 150,000 or a little more. I explained that the person that referred me quoted a price much lower, and that I only brought enough for that price plus drinks. My ladyfriend checked with the guy again, and he ok'd the lower price, but explained to me that the price I was paying was over a year old.

After paying, I was led to one of the bedrooms down a hall. The bathroom was very nice, but the bedroom itself was somewhat plain looking with an ugly bedspread. I got a couple pics while my date was outside the room grabbing towels.



I had a fun time with my E6 date, but it wasn't spectacular. It was probably better than average for many countries, but it seemed a little below average compared to my Colombia dates overall.

Photos: Estrato6 09 10 11 12 13 14 15

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After E6, I headed back to the hotel where I asked about their internet access. To my good fortune, they were testing out their new in-room ethernet access and offered me the equipment and connection time for free. I wasn't sure how long I wanted to use it, so the desk clerk said I could just keep it until the next day.

I played on the internet for a while before heading back out for food and funds for the evening. I ate in the food court at the Atlantis mall and also converted some of the US dollars I brought into Colombian pesos at the currency change store.

For early Saturday evening, my next stop was Taberna Marly/Whiskeria 49. This bar is much better known as the latter, or simple "La 49", but the business card I grabbed identified the place as Taberna Marly. The bar was past a non-descript entrance on a busy street, but the area didn't appear to be the best place to be for the average tourist. The cab driver cautioned me before I got out of the cab. As I walked in, the only sign I noticed was a small neon one above the door. I think it said "Whiskeria".

The first thing you'll probably notice upon entering are the tuxedo-dressed waiters. They look way overdressed given the average clientele. They looked somewhat surreal to me, like they were machine-gun toting "Tuxedo Bandits" getting ready to hold up the place.

It was still early, but the place was already getting busy with locals since it was Saturday. I found an empty table on the ground floor, but a waiter kicked me out since I was alone and they wanted to use the table for groups. I was directed to the 2nd floor.

I noticed that the ladies appeared to be younger and dressed more casually than some of the exquisite beauties at the nightclubs I'd visited. This bar was definitely targeted more towards locals with corresponding ladies. I didn't really notice any that caught my eye.

I ordered a beer from a waiter upstairs. He asked if I was looking for a lady. I told him I was interested, but didn't see anyone yet. He offered to bring me one that wasn't on the floor yet, claiming that she was beautiful, but that I was under no obligation if I didn't like her. I agreed to take a look.

The lady that he brought about 10 minutes later was pretty, but a bit on the chubby side. She was the most attractive one I'd seen yet, so I invited her to sit with me.

The waiter seemed a bit pushy about their full bottle drink offerings which were a bit more than I wanted to spend, but finally he mentioned that they had smaller ones. I think I purchased a quarter bottle of rum or something like that. He returned with what was still a decent amount of rum and a pitcher of coke to mix it with.

A couple of large groups soon came in and sat near us. It was getting rather loud, so the waiter asked if I wanted to move to a more secluded table on the third level. I agreed.

We were seated in the very back of the third level, near two of three doors. The one behind us some area for employees while the ones to our left were for on-site activities. A half-dressed mine actually walked out on a lady still in bed while we were sitting and drinking.

I was tempted to take my companion to one of the rooms, but considering the talent I saw at Casanova the previous night plus the long list of potential places I could visit my last three nights in Colombia, I decided against it.

While I was leaving, the waiter also cautioned me about walking around outside.

My next stop was Juan Pablo/Zhivago Bar. Supposedly, Juan Pablo is the more current name. This place is located in the nicer Zona Rosa area, but a fair distance away from Casanova and the other clubs.

I really liked the layout of Juan Pablo. From the entrance there is a semi-private lounge area to the left. A path to the restrooms is directly ahead and the large bar just to the right of that. Most of bar opens up to the right from the entrance with a large lounge area across from the bar, then another separated lounge area to the right of that. A small dance floor is located in the back part of the far right area.

I spent a fair amount of time just lounging around and talking with several differnet ladies. While they didn't have as many ladies, the quality seemed on par with Casanova with the additional benefits of fewer gentlemen to compete with and a more comfortable and relaxed setting.

I finally settled down with an attractive blond that was dressed somewhat like a cheerleader. She initially quoted 250k COP to go offsite, but I easily talked her down to 150k or 200k, I don't remember exactly what it was, and that didn't include the takeout fee which I think was around 70k COP or $35 USD. She midsection wasn't as trim as I would have liked, but otherwise she was very attractive, much more so than her photos suggest.

I was a little bit concerned about her services due to the initially high quote, but my date turned out to be a lot of fun. I had enough time to go out again afterwards, but decided against it. I ended up just turning in early after my date left.

Photos: Juan Pablo Bar 16 17 18

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Vladimir, nice report, will be waiting for the rest
of it. Did you hit any of the lower end places in
centro?
How do the prices and chicas compare to the colombianas to Panama?

Lower places coming up next.

Selection is naturally much better in Colombia. Prices as well, though Bogota was more expensive than Cartegena. It all depends on the kind of places you visit. There are scattered, inexpensive Colombianas in Panama, but not many.

I spent early Sunday doing some exploring. I forgot to mention that the previous night I had the taxi do a drive by on Lancaster because I wanted to see where it was. I walked up to Calle 90 off of Carrera 15 to verify the location. Calle 90 is the first street after Calle 86a (where Casanova, Copacabana, and Extasis are located) when traveling north up Carrera 15.

Later in the afternoon I caught a cab to the address someone posted for Atunes, occasionally incorrectly referred to as Adunes because of the typeface they use on the building and business card. The cab driver cautioned me to be careful in the area. This was probably at least the fifth time, I don't recall every time I was cautioned to be careful.

The address turned out to be significantly wrong. I saw some ladies near the general area for the address I had, but when I approached I discovered that these ladies had mustaches. I asked about Atunes and was told I was several blocks off. Before heading off in the direction they pointed, I wanted to check nearby just to be sure since I was in the right place according to the posted address.

I walked into an unmarked massage parlor/sauna where a cross-eyed deranged looking man asked if I wanted to use their facilities. I asked about Atunes, and he said he didn't know it. He asked if I was looking for ladies. When I said yes, he told me I was in the wrong part of town and told me to walk in the same direction the transvestites had told me.

While walking in the direction I was pointed, I saw tons of places that looked like they were small massage parlors, but most everything was closed with it being Sunday. Eventually I came to an area with street walkers. Most of them weren't nice to look at, but a couple would have been acceptable. I didn't stop to ask the price as I was more set on finding Atunes.

Instead I found La Piscina, or at least the back entrance on Avenida de Caracas. This club was on my list after getting a trip from my cab driver from the first night. Unfortunately, it was closed, but I found another club that I had never heard about around the corner, El Castillo.

El Castillo is a very large club, but it was mostly empty on this late Sunday afternoon. Actually, they're supposed to be closed on Sundays according to their business card, but if I recall correctly they were open for some special occasion. There weren't that many customers or ladies, but a few ladies were quite attractive. I soon became entranced with one buxum brunette in particular. Unfortunately she was quickly grabbed to sit with a couple of other gentlemen.

I hung out for a while, spotting several other potentials, but kept myself free in case the large-chested brunette freed up. To my surprise she excused herself from their table after about 20 minutes. I suspected that might have been a bad sign, but I invited her to a drink anyways. We drank and spoke for a while before I asked about heading back to my place. I forget what the quote was, but it was higher than what I had planned to spend for my early date. However, she wouldn't budge on a lower price and it was still less than the upscale clubs, so I decided to take her out. She grabbed her things and I paid a small exit fee to take her out. We got into a waiting cab outside and rode back to the hotel.

When we got out of the cab, Ms. Tits wanted to look at some of the outdoor vendors located nearby. Her cleavage was screaming "prostitute", so I offered her sweater for her to put on, but she said she was too hot. Walking around the stalls was somewhat embarrassing with the looks she was getting, but I wasn't so sure it was a good idea to bluntly state that she looked like a prostitute, either. She nagged me about buying something for her. I didn't really want to, but eventually got her an inexpensive bracelet she picked out. I was almost certain she was going to try to lift something while she was grabbing at all the different jewelry. She possibly did, but if so she was talented and quick enough to do so without me noticing.

She still didn't want the sweater before entering the hotel, so her status was still painfully obvious as we walked past the door guards. Fortunately we didn't have to walk past the front desk or the people who were waiting there.

Tits was good for pictures, but that was about it. We kissed a bit, but I didn't really enjoy kissing her so I pulled back. Her lips were unusually dry and felt quite unpleasant. The BJ was decent, but the sex was uninspired. I actually had gotten fed up with her way back when she was nagging me at the shops, but I had hoped to enjoy my time with her in the room. Unfortunately that didn't really happen.

Photos: El Castillo Chest 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28

Afterwards she nagged me for a gift from my toiletries. Her first request was for my Sonicare toothbrush ($50 USD), but also asked for random other things. She became really persistent when she realized I wore colored contacts and kept bugging me to give her a pair as a gift despite my explanation that they were prescription and disposables that were overdue to be thrown away. She still wanted them and wouldn't relent, so I just gave them to her since I was ready to toss them anyways. She put them in her eyes which became red and teary, but she said they were fine.

I was really itching to throw her out and ended up overpaying her in US dollars due to a rushed and poor conversion. When she asked if I was sure I gave her enough, I redid the math and took $40 USD back. She wasn't too happy about that, but I wrote out the numbers for her and reminded her that I gave her my contacts.

I ended up walking her to the taxis in front of Atlantis where she asked for cab fare. Neither of us had change, so we had to walk to the Food Court to get some. Lots of people stared since she looked like she belonged in a brothel. She enjoyed the attention, saying people were looking at her because she was beautiful. I ignored the temptation to correct her.

I finally got her some change at an ice cream place before reluctantly letting her have a lick of my cone. I just really wanted to get rid of her, but I still walked her to the cab to be a gentleman. Afterwards, I snuck back to my hotel hoping that few people would remember me as the guy walking with the big-titted prostitute.

Note for this chapter, I intentionally substituted several descriptions of Ms. Tits with the word "prostitute", I thought it would be better for the polite tone of the report overall.

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Vladimir, WOW! That chica does has some udders!

If and when she has a baby, her child sure won't go hungry.

Gracias for the pix's.

Fast forward a few hours past dinner and other unimportant details...

I only had two nights left and still had a list of places to visit. Despite reportedly high prices, La Mansion was at the top. I suspected it would be closed Sundays, so I put it off until my last night.

Next stop was Lancaster. This club came highly recommended by one cab driver with a lukewarm description by another. My Sunday visit found it almost completely empty with myself and only a few ladies. One was attractive, but not enough to warrant an early pick. I had a drink here and left. I'll need to visit in the future on a better night.

The three clubs on Calle 86a weren't far, so I walked the short distance. Despite the more limited selection, I found attractive ladies in all three, but still none of them really grabbed my attention.

Thus far in the trip the best selection had been at Juan Pablo's, so I decided to return there. Some of my alternatives from the previous night were missing, but one very attractive lady that I didn't see before was now there. Unfortunately she was occupied, but she caught me looking at her and snuck me some smiles when her companion wasn't looking. I hung out for a while with a strong desire to wait, but I was also torn one another potential I saw that sat near me. Her less attractive friend seemed interested in me and kept engaging me in conversation. I spoke with them for awhile, indecisive about what to do. The lady I preferred would certainly be taken out by this guy and my second choice wasn't as interested in me as her less attractive, more aggressive friend. After a while I wandered around and spotted some other potentials, but I couldn't find one nicer than the one.

The stunning brunette took this opporunity to excuse herself for the bathroom, which was really an attempt to talk to me while I was in that area. She said hi, but quickly segued into a proposal to come to my hotel. I mentioned that she was busy, but she said it was important, she could come with me for an hour for 300k. I didn't negotiate with her. Despite her physical attractiveness, her approach knocked her off my list. I felt slightly bummed about missing out on such a beauty, but I didn't want to risk racking up two mediocre sessions in a row, particularly the second one being more expensive. I returned to my original spot to consider my second choice, but they were grabbed by some other Americans that just came in.

After that I just felt like leaving. I headed back to Calle 86a and into Extasis. I spotted a cute, tall brunette with a different look that I kind of liked, but I still wasn't sure. While I was having a drink they moved a group of the ladies, including the brunette, across the street into Copacabana. No one else interested me in Extasis and I didn't want to look like I was following the ladies that just left, so I walked into Casanova.

A lady that appeared half-Asian was very attractive, but her attitude seemed severly lacking. No one else grabbed me, so after hanging out for a while I crsssed the street into Copacabana.

I didn't see the brunette, but there were two other much more attractive ladies present. The way they were partying with the gentlemen they were with made me certain that they'd be unavailable that night. No one else here interested me. This was bad, I had less than an hour before the 2am bar closures and I hadn't found anyone I really liked that was available.

I was getting ready to head back to Extasis to look for the brunette when my waiter asked if he could help me find a lady. I told him about the brunette that was at Extasis that also came in Copacabana earlier. He noted the description and told me he'd find her for me. He then spoke with another gentleman who soon disappeared out the door.

After a short wait the brunette was brought to my table. She didn't look as attractive sitting next to me as she did a couple tables away, but I figured she'd do in the pinch. We had a drink together and she seemed friendly enough. My mind was elsewhere, though. I was struggling not to stare at the prettier and shaplier blonds at the table next to us. The bar soon closed, but the group next to us was slow in packing it up. I paid up our bill and took my date back to the hotel.

Sundays can be tough in Latin America, this one would be no different. My second Sunday choice also ended up being a dud in the sack, and to make matters worse, the photos came out really bad. I often consider my dates less attractive in their photos than in real life, but this one was one of the worst photogenically.

Photos: Extasis 29 30 31

Oh well, at least I got some nice cleavage shots earlier in the day.

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Sunday are not neccesarily tuogh in latin america. It al depenends where you are. If you are in bogota then they they are dead, but if you are in city closer to the coast like Baranquilla then sundays are not dead. They are actually similar to Saturday night,. At least in my opinion.

The impressive chest at El Castillo interrupted my search for Atunes the previous day, so this time I found a cab driver to take me directly there. I had to ask several before I found one who knew where it was. I posted the address under the Atunes topic in an earlier chapter.

I recognized El Castillo when we passed it just a few blocks before arriving. The surrounding area looked fine in the afternoon, but I'm sure it's not recommended to walk around here at night. I received some unusual looks as though the locals were surprised to see a gringo coming in, but I didn't feel threatened. They gave me a thorough patdown and relieved me of my camera which they held behind a food service counter.

I came expecting a massage parlor, but Atunes is actually a bar/brothel setup. The guest areas are large, particularly the one in the back. The bar is centrally located with waiters going back and forth delivering drinks throughout the bar. The bathrooms are located in the back directly across from the entrance. The short-time rooms are upstairs on the far left side of the back section. The rooms are relatively simple and bare.

Ladies were scattered throughout the bar with the selection here being much more diverse than anywhere else I had been. Almost a full range was represented here, from old and overweight to young and beautiful. I didn't find top-tier talent, but I was impressed by a few of the ladies nevertheless considering the price.

A couple of ladies dangled their wares in front of me and I almost bit, but I excused myself when I spotted a younger and shaplier lady I preferred. We had a couple drinks together before I took her upstairs. Despite the time limit and a less comfortable room, I was happy with the service she provided and it was well worth the price. My only gripe was that I didn't have my camera and I was having a perfect run of photos. I ended up inviting her to dinner and she agreed. She said she couldn't leave with me directly, but if I wanted to wait 90 minutes until 6pm, she could meet me at nearby store.

The time seemed to pass relatively quickly. I was a little concerned that a customer might decide to take her to a room for an extended session as our meet time approached, but I don't think she got any other business. We spoke briefly before she changed. She would walk out first, then I would leave a few minutes later. Our plan worked out smoothly and I met her at a communications store around the corner. After she finished a call we climbed into a nearby cab and headed to a restaurant in the Zona Rosa.

I forget the name of the restaurant, but it seemed to be a popular chain that specialized in soup and casserole type dishes served in bread bowls. We sampled each others dinners and they were both very tasty. At the restaurant and while walking around outside I took my photos. She hardly looked as good in her street clothes and sans makeup, but she still looked cute. She had to get back after that, so things worked out well since I wanted to do some more exploring for my last night's entertainment.

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Dude, "Ms. Tits" got my attention in a HUGE hurry! The mirror pic with her proudly showing them off, ciggy in hand, she just looks so deliciously TRASHY! NICE job, and will certainly get my vote for w. hempisphere pic of the month (uhh, if it doesn't go up against Moondog's Karen, which are the pics of ALL-TIME, as far as I'm concerned).

Vladimir, GREAT, detailed report, as usual. You set the bar very high.

I only had two more places to visit from the list I compiled prior to my trip, El Lido and Le Mansion.

I never did find an address or much information on El Lido, but Le Mansion was a place that had some good recommendations with the only catch being that it was somewhat pricey for Bogota. Nevertheless, it was my final night so I decided to head here. The second cab driver I found knew about it, so off we went.

Unfortunately we pulled up to a dark casa. The cab driver knocked on the gate which was soon answered by a gentlemen I couldn't see very well. He informed us that they were closed this Monday because of the upcoming holiday.

Rather than trying to figure out where El Lido was, I just had the cab driver take me to the 86a clubs. He dropped me off in front of Casanova, but I decided to head straight to Copacabana to see if I could find the hot blonds from the previous night.

The more attractive of the two wasn't there, but the one I had exchanged some glances with was. Despite having never met, we approached each other like we knew each other well. Her name was Paola and she seemed to sense that I came specifically looking for her (which was actually partially true).

We sat down for a drink and smoothly engaged in some good conversation. We had some great chemistry, completely unlike the odd looking brunette I was with the previous night when it seemed awkward sitting with her. Paola asked why I hadn't spoken with her the night before, pretty much ignoring the fact that we were both occupied with others, so I reminded her, admitting that I would have if she had been available. She told me I should have, the guys she was with were just hanging out and she didn't go home with either of them. She seemed to consider the brunette as forgettable as I did.

I took Paola back to the hotel that evening for one of those best of all time sessions.

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...summary to follow...

Copacabana photos integrated

I posted some summary and comparison observations in my Cartegena, Colombia report, much of which also applies to Bogota. I also created a new topic in the World Traveler section titled Country Rankings by Danger Factor. It originally started off as my comments on the danger factor in Bogota, but since it also had information and relevance to other countries, I posted it in this more generic section.

Specific to Bogota, I received more warnings to be careful from locals than from all the other countries combined. As mentioned in the link topic, I still believe the risk of being a crime victim is small overall, but still significantly higher than many other places I've been.

I think Bogota is an OK place for a relatively new traveler, but I think it is better to get some traveling experience before traveling to a city like Bogota.

That said, it's my opinion that the ratio of physically ladies in Colombia is significantly higher than any other place I've ever been, including the United States. Bogota seemed unreal, like a city of fashion models. My photos may not reflect it, but get some of the photographers carrying professional glass there and you'll see amazing results. Wallstreet, Cubanut, and others have some photos much better than mine, but from what I can tell they're not carrying professional equipment like some of the recent photos coming in from the Asia side.

Besides the beautiful ladies, one of the things I most appreciated about Bogota was the variety of options. The full range existed from upscale places like Juan Pablo and Casanova down to the budget options like Atunes and El Castillo. I didn't even get to visit well-known places like Le Mansion and La Piscina.

Hamilton Court was nice, but I'll probably look for a less expensive option on my return trip.

I thought I had more to say, but it's not coming to me at the moment. This has only been a single visit, so perhaps someone like Gator is more qualified to answer any questions that arise. I'll post more if it comes to mind, but that may need to wait until my return visit. I can at least say that will be a definite trip in the future.