Saturday, May 19, 2018

Your Next Superstition

So I know what you are thinking: for a travel blog, this dude doesn't talk about travel very much. You are also thinking: in spite of that, this is absolutely my favorite blog in the world.

Wow. Two things.

First of all, thank you. That really means a lot to me. Second of all, here are some Bogota things you might find useful when you come down here for a visit. Okay, you want to stay at Hotel Parkway. No foolin'. The hotel is clean and affordable and in Bogota's Parkway barrio, which is friendly-ish and safe-ish and very cool. Think: Albuquerque on a Wednesday evening. You are also going to want to eat at a place called Statua Rota. Both of these recommendations only apply to you if you are not a total cacahead. Don't be coming down here all dumb.

Chevere.

If you enjoy a nice steak and you go to a restaurant that offers 300 metric units of meat and 600 metric units of meat, 300 is enough. Trust me. No one knows how the metric system works, but in good old normal units, a 300 steak is way big.

You may find yourself in a restaurant that offers a drink called limonada de coco. Order it and drink it. If Jesus Christ went to visit the pope at the Vatican, this is the drink He would be offered. It's the best we have.

Sometimes you have a drink with friends, and before you drink, you clink your glasses together. That is great. Good for you. If you try to clink my glass, I will clink right back and I will say, "Cheers!" or some variation. If you are having a drink with five of your friends, and everyone wants a clink, go ahead and clink.

All I'm saying is, there comes a point where glass clinking gets out of hand. Like, imagine if you had to clink 100 glasses. That would be something of a chore, right? So what is the amount of glasses one should clink before it becomes a chore?

Glad you asked.

It's five. In fact, it is very bad luck to clink more than five glasses. Your house could burn down. Okay, I just made that up, but that doesn't make it not true. Five clinks and done. After five, it's a fingerguns situation.

If you ever get the chance to ride in traffic in Manhattan or in rush hour on the 405 or on a busy road in Uganda, I think you will be well prepared to enjoy a nice taxi ride around Bogota. It's weird to me how many people are afraid to get on the plane. Let us all be more afraid of each other in our cars please.

Cheers!

Juli and I just celebrated our 12th anniversary, the global connections are getting ever stronger, and art is saving the world.

Did you ever notice that Spanish is hard to speak? Like, what's up Spain? My Spanish is so much better than it used to be, and it is just awful. The hard part is, the more you practice, the better you are able to understand how poorly you speak. Last tip: if you can learn to speak Spanish before you visit Colombia, that would be good.

Suck it, haters.

I am screening Pulling Push Doors in Chicago on May 26th. Tell someone who would love it.

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