I decided to take myself to dinner while my friend was working long hours in the law office. I ended up in the trendy neighbourhood of Usaquen in the Bogota Beer Company. Colombia’s answer to an after work pub.
I realized my alcohol tolerance has lowered after ¾ of a pint and I start to have drunken thoughts:
• I love beer
• Mmmmm Patacones
• He he he Patacone is slang for penis
• People in Bogota are so cool!
• This girl is so cool, she is really working her beret
• I should work my beret
• Did I just spend 9000 pesos on a beer?! Shit
• I’m drinking alone but I’m still cool?
• Maybe I should wear really big sunglasses when it isn’t sunny then I could be cool or “chevere”
• I wish I was chevere, one day
• Somebody has a really big present, I wish it was for me
• I am full of patacones.....he he he he
• I’m really not fashionable enough for this city
• No no no I’m really not vain enough for this city
• Another beer?
• Language problem, I asked for the menu and got the menu and another pint. I’m going to get drunk and go broke....alone
• I’m a loser
• I just sloped food on myself
• Cross legs in the opposite direction and everything will be ok
• Shit, I’ve discovered slop on the other leg
• I wish you could take beer to go. I’m stuck here with a full pint. Crap.
• Alright Beer it’s me against you. I will win I can drink you. I will drink you and escape; you do not have me trapped!
• A patacone really doesn’t look like a penis. I mean if you roll a penis over with a rolling pin then maybe but who does that?
• I wonder if I look drunk.
• I hope not
• Oh my god! I think I’m attracted to gay men!
Don't worry, it'll all be okay. Ilan from Pochon says hi. He said you were shy when you first arrived and they accidentally turned you into a monster. In a good way - fearless, gutsy, fierce. He gave me a red Hostel Pochon t-shirt.
ReplyDeleteLove, Colleen