Zona Rosa is a fairly safe area in Medellin. Loads of bars/club there, however the booze is dear but you can buy beer from the kiosk and walk around and drink it. There is a police presence but I did;t see anything unsavoury.
There are hookers there and they didn't seem to get any hassle. I banged one in the toilets of a restaurant, in her 40s I guess, but it cost about £40 for a quick shag. That was fine, but the next time with out wasn't.
In the wee park area in the centre of Zona Rosa, I saw the stunner, she wasn't wearing a bra and her tits and massive and up high, obviously fake and she was wearing t-shirt that showed off her stomach. She came over to me but did;t speak english. I speak a wee bit Spanish, we agreed a fee and she said that we should go back to hers. I said, no a hotel ( i was in a hostel). We tried 4 different hotels and they knocked her back every time ( she was taking the lead and trying to get us a room), after the 5th, I said, lets leave it, next thing she hooked me in the temple and stunned me. I came to and this fucker is holding the broken bottle of beer I was drinking in her hand threatening me. We were in the hall way of a hostel. I said, we've tried 5 places and nothing is happening. She wasn't having any of it. I turned to the receptionist but the caged door was locked and she was;t willing to help or call the cops. I said to the cunt, listen, get tae fuck but she coming at me with the broken bottle and I'm starting to panic. I thought, fuck this, I going ahead here. Then she starts shouting in Spanish and I thought, I'm going end up shot or the police are taking me away. I pulled out £40 and said lets call it quits. That seemed to calm her a wee bit but the cunt is still holding the broken bottle. By the way the width of the hall if narrow so I'm trapped near the reception door and she's near the street entry, so I need to get passed her. Luckily, she let me passed but was still holding the bottle and muttering in Spanish, fuck knows what but I'm thinking, she might just plug me anyway. Thank feck she did;t but as I got passed her and onto the door at the street, I see a can of lager and it's half full. I picked it up and launched at her, bullseye, right on the doom. I ran like fuck, she chased me fto the traffic light but she couldn't run in her heels. Thanks fuck and thank fuck there was no police around. After that, I'm never punting in Colombia again. Well the street anyway.