Last night Blake and I journeyed on the metro to Poblado. That’s the tall part of town. Buildings, like whoa. Lots of dollars, lots of nightlife, and lots of tourists….I am so thankful to be staying on this side of Medellin. Laureles and Estadio are way more my style.
I’ve spoken highly of Couchsurfing and the network it creates on this blog before, and I’m happy to say that for me, it still is a highlight.
We met with a dude from Canada who is literally globe trotting, funding his way by scalping tickets. We met a gal from Switzerland who has been back to South America 3 or 4 times because she simply loves it; being a scientist is her day job. And we met the Wizard himself of the CS network. Surfing and hosting and facilitating groups and gatherings for 15 years, this other Canadian dude is a riot. We ate dinner…delicious, ginormous steaks that were on par with an Argentine parilla. Blago and I attempted to split a huge steak, well, the waiter brought us each our own. Down the hatch!
Just as we were finishing our meal, a man walked up to our table and pointed and asked,
And then we met Henry, another incredibly genuine and friendly Colombia Couchsurfer who said to us:
“Couchsurfing definitely changed my life. All of my close friends, like my Colombian friends, are from the early days of Couchsurfing.” – Henry
Needless to say, we headed to two more bars, both in Laureles, and picked up 3 more Couchsurfing contacts. On our way to one of the wild salsa clubs on Setenta we ran into another guy that Henry knew through CS…and he joined us too. I felt like we were a massive Couchsurfing magnet.
Setenta is a bizarre scene that absolutely comes alive on weekend nights: The clubs spill more than half way onto the large sidewalks with tables and chairs, loaded with people, and barely any walking room. Every 50 feet your ear drums are blown to pieces with different salsa, bachata, and rumba music. And if you do choose to dance in one of the bars or clubs, you can be sure that waiters and servers will push you out of their way.
So, we danced salsa. In a packed salsa club. Absolutely wild.
At one in the morning, I called it a night. Good thing I only had to walk two blocks home.
Our apartamento is quite legit. Location, size, spaciousness, sweet landlady, and price. Super score. Super chevere.
¡Bienvenidos a nuestra casa!
And yes, the floor is great for dancing.
The one interesting component of the apartment structure is its spaciousness and light. There are two open air vents [one in the common area between the bedrooms, and the other in the wall of the shower] that naturally light the apartment and allow free flow of air. Let me explain…
Essentially, we are living in an apartment with sounds and conversations and music from all the other apartments above and below us. It’s like being in a big family! Let’s get one thing clear: the bathroom doors ALWAYS stay shut. Unless we’re in the bathroom, those doors stay closed. All the sounds you always wanted to hear. ALL OF THEM.
Here is a photo, looking UP through the main vent past all of the apartments above us.
Our window view. The parakeets frequent these power lines often. They’ve adapted their raucous noisy selves to their raucous noisy environment!
Out the window the other way! You wouldn’t even know that we live 2 blocks from one of the wildest dance club lined streets in all of Medellin.