I may be a humble newbie here but I don't care what country I'm in, I would never give a woman I had yet to bang a gift of any financial value, unless it was reciprocal, like going round for round at a bar. If that were actually an important part of the pickup culture in Colombia, which for some reason I heavily doubt, I would be somewhat disappointed. I do sometimes give in to the ill-advised temptation to pick up the tab if she eats dinner with me on a first date, but somehow it seems like those girls never put out in the end, so even that is probably going too far. Should probably just keep it to a drink. My goal is to see that I can bang her just based on my own skill and luck, not to hire a prostitute. A ho will give access to men in exchange for money. A legitimate prospect, at least as far as I have seen, will be turned off by gifts, finding them to be evidence of neediness and desperation. Not sexy. But that could all be different in different cultures, I'm sure. In general, a woman who requires money to bang probably would see me as nothing more than that: a money faucet, and not as the impressive masculine lover that I prefer my prospects to see me as.
As far as regular South American girls, including Colombians and Argentinians, if you meet them in the United States or Europe, they are very willing to go out on dates if you speak even a little bit of Spanish. If you dance, even better. And, this bears repeating, I've never paid for sex. Before you travel, listen to some educational tapes or videos to get the basics, and then just go down to a nightlife area in Madrid or Barcelona and get mildly drunk with strangers. You will wake up the next morning magically fluent, walk outside, have a coffee, and start running day game on the many attractive women walking on foot in the streets and public plazas, which are a traditional place for mingling with strangers and friends. And if you bang a girl who doesn't speak English, which you will sooner or later, enjoy the opportunity to significantly boost your Spanish, as language fluency seems to have a way of being acquired through genital transmission. Just don't make the mistake, like many Americans do, of hanging out in bars where English is spoken. You'll never learn that way, and might as well just bang the many Chinese and British tourists who speak English and are foaming at the lips for American male penetration.
The metropolitan areas of Spain itself, as well as California and the Southwest US, are laden with Latin Americans from Mexico, Central and South America. Colombians are less common than Salvadoreans, Guatemalans, and Mexicans, but they are there. I have not yet traveled to Latin America itself, but it's an important bucket item. To my recollection, I have banged women from Spain and Argentina, a Cuban-American, and went on a date with a Colombian. Colombian Spanish in particular is relatively much easier to understand than Mexican or Argentinean, so it is more pleasant to have a conversation, but don't worry, even very broken Spanish will give you quick access to at least an date with some attractive notches, and very likely the bang, if you can get your logistics right.
What I personally discovered in one case was that the sizzling hot Columbian girl who was an au pair for a kid that attended a summer camp where I was working—whose WhatsApp address I got and then she met me one evening—was saving herself for marriage. Colombia and Latin America in general is historically Catholic, which is a more traditional, patriarchal culture. This means that you occasionally will meet girls whose religious beliefs prevent her from having casual sex, or girls who quickly ask for monogamy when casually dating. These women are marriage material. They will cook and clean for you, do your laundry and drain your balls, and they will take devoted care of any children that might result. Hence, don't openly discuss your PUA lifestyle or promiscuity. American feminist women will bang a man who admits to these things, because she has to rationalize to herself her own liberated slut decisions, but some Colombian or Mexican women are not as brazenly promiscuous, or are themselves legitimately chaste babes, and might want you to be monogamous or at least make an effort to be discrete with your other sexual conquests and play dumb if the subject ever arises. I tried that life for a little bit with a Mexican, but eventually found the charade to be draining and so finally I left her. On the other hand, I have also dated many women raised in Catholic homes in the US who ended up highly promiscuous, devoted feminists, having chosen to cast off the bonds of the traditions that their upbringing imposed. Needless to say, these women can often suffer emotional damage from the strong and internal conflict between the strict abstinence-centered values of their family and her current libertine way of life, having been offered free sexual license by the postmodern revolution.
As far as Miami, I once got my ass stomped there by a ruthless gang of burly Hispanic men. I'll assume they're Cuban. They do not fuck around, man. They're very tough and fully accustomed to regular incidents of savage brutality. I was very drunk (a mistake) and they thought I was challenging their authority. Some female friends from New York were running an art gallery during a major festival and they had an open bar and lots of eager girls around. I got wasted out of nervousness because at the time, even though my friend's sexy single friend was paying special attention to me that night, I wasn't yet comfortable enough with myself to outright bang women who were friends of these particular friends by simply following the party to where the girls were staying at the end of the night. I ended up leaving early with one of my established fuck-buddies and went to a different bar in a rougher part of town. Then, while my friends were busy getting drinks from the bar, I involuntarily got caught up in a vicious altercation which ended up for me in a very bad way. Maybe if I didn't now harbor a deep fear of death and injury, I'd go back to Miami to visit that fuck-buddy, who treated me very well and was rather attractive. This story shows the importance of keeping your wits about you in that city, and just banging that hot friend of a friend who is putting out signals. Just have a good time and go for it.
As far as regular South American girls, including Colombians and Argentinians, if you meet them in the United States or Europe, they are very willing to go out on dates if you speak even a little bit of Spanish. If you dance, even better. And, this bears repeating, I've never paid for sex. Before you travel, listen to some educational tapes or videos to get the basics, and then just go down to a nightlife area in Madrid or Barcelona and get mildly drunk with strangers. You will wake up the next morning magically fluent, walk outside, have a coffee, and start running day game on the many attractive women walking on foot in the streets and public plazas, which are a traditional place for mingling with strangers and friends. And if you bang a girl who doesn't speak English, which you will sooner or later, enjoy the opportunity to significantly boost your Spanish, as language fluency seems to have a way of being acquired through genital transmission. Just don't make the mistake, like many Americans do, of hanging out in bars where English is spoken. You'll never learn that way, and might as well just bang the many Chinese and British tourists who speak English and are foaming at the lips for American male penetration.
The metropolitan areas of Spain itself, as well as California and the Southwest US, are laden with Latin Americans from Mexico, Central and South America. Colombians are less common than Salvadoreans, Guatemalans, and Mexicans, but they are there. I have not yet traveled to Latin America itself, but it's an important bucket item. To my recollection, I have banged women from Spain and Argentina, a Cuban-American, and went on a date with a Colombian. Colombian Spanish in particular is relatively much easier to understand than Mexican or Argentinean, so it is more pleasant to have a conversation, but don't worry, even very broken Spanish will give you quick access to at least an date with some attractive notches, and very likely the bang, if you can get your logistics right.
What I personally discovered in one case was that the sizzling hot Columbian girl who was an au pair for a kid that attended a summer camp where I was working—whose WhatsApp address I got and then she met me one evening—was saving herself for marriage. Colombia and Latin America in general is historically Catholic, which is a more traditional, patriarchal culture. This means that you occasionally will meet girls whose religious beliefs prevent her from having casual sex, or girls who quickly ask for monogamy when casually dating. These women are marriage material. They will cook and clean for you, do your laundry and drain your balls, and they will take devoted care of any children that might result. Hence, don't openly discuss your PUA lifestyle or promiscuity. American feminist women will bang a man who admits to these things, because she has to rationalize to herself her own liberated slut decisions, but some Colombian or Mexican women are not as brazenly promiscuous, or are themselves legitimately chaste babes, and might want you to be monogamous or at least make an effort to be discrete with your other sexual conquests and play dumb if the subject ever arises. I tried that life for a little bit with a Mexican, but eventually found the charade to be draining and so finally I left her. On the other hand, I have also dated many women raised in Catholic homes in the US who ended up highly promiscuous, devoted feminists, having chosen to cast off the bonds of the traditions that their upbringing imposed. Needless to say, these women can often suffer emotional damage from the strong and internal conflict between the strict abstinence-centered values of their family and her current libertine way of life, having been offered free sexual license by the postmodern revolution.
As far as Miami, I once got my ass stomped there by a ruthless gang of burly Hispanic men. I'll assume they're Cuban. They do not fuck around, man. They're very tough and fully accustomed to regular incidents of savage brutality. I was very drunk (a mistake) and they thought I was challenging their authority. Some female friends from New York were running an art gallery during a major festival and they had an open bar and lots of eager girls around. I got wasted out of nervousness because at the time, even though my friend's sexy single friend was paying special attention to me that night, I wasn't yet comfortable enough with myself to outright bang women who were friends of these particular friends by simply following the party to where the girls were staying at the end of the night. I ended up leaving early with one of my established fuck-buddies and went to a different bar in a rougher part of town. Then, while my friends were busy getting drinks from the bar, I involuntarily got caught up in a vicious altercation which ended up for me in a very bad way. Maybe if I didn't now harbor a deep fear of death and injury, I'd go back to Miami to visit that fuck-buddy, who treated me very well and was rather attractive. This story shows the importance of keeping your wits about you in that city, and just banging that hot friend of a friend who is putting out signals. Just have a good time and go for it.
