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“Hello guys. I apologize for how long it took me to write this trip report, but it honestly couldn’t be helped. Getting back into the groove after returning home was tougher than I expected. I had to jump straight back into work and my current project, spend time with my kids, catch up with family and friends, show everyone the pictures, and shake off feeling a little under the weather after the trip. Before planning my trip south, I spent time researching this site, emailing a few people who had already been there, and talking to a friend who first introduced me to the Colombian experience. I want to thank everyone who took the time to talk to me and email me about their experiences in Colombia.

Remember, guys, that these are my own personal experiences, and I am telling the story as I saw it. If anyone feels offended in any way, that is not my intention. My intention is to share honestly what I was thinking and feeling as I went through these experiences. So, with that said, here goes.

The marriage agency I decided to use was Latin-Wife.com. After speaking with Jamie and others who had used the agency in one form or another, I felt comfortable with my choice. I know many guys debate whether they should write to women before going down, and I took everyone’s advice seriously. Jamie and others told me there was no real benefit to writing beforehand, and I tend to agree. Still, I’m the type of person who likes to explore every option, so I decided to write to a few women just to see what would happen. I started researching and bookmarking women back in October or November of last year. I chose the “Discover Exotic Latin Women Interested In You” service and selected 30 women from the site. A couple of women initially expressed interest but later changed their minds. Jamie told me he thought that was strange, and he removed their profiles from the website. They tell you the process takes about five weeks to get responses from everyone. During those five weeks, you receive periodic Excel spreadsheets listing the women who are interested, along with their email addresses. The service includes five email translations. Jamie also called and emailed me a couple of times during the process, which he initiated. He told me my response rate wasn’t good or typical. Here’s how it works: the agency notifies the women that they have mail and then checks to see whether they actually plan to write you back. Jamie even informed me about the women who had claimed interest but never followed through. He would tell me whether he believed they were genuinely interested based on their behavior. Eventually, I began writing to a woman who seemed very enthusiastic. After two good letters, her third message was very short. Jamie told me she had met someone about a week earlier. Although a few other women showed interest, I decided that wasn’t the route I wanted to take. After debating for a few weeks, I finally decided to bite the bullet and just go down. Out of the 30 women I originally selected, plus about five additional women Jamie suggested, fewer than ten showed interest. Needless to say, I was skeptical about heading south and using this method. I decided to add the women who had shown interest to my list rather than trying to write to anyone else.

I then inquired about coming in March, but Jamie suggested that I come in April. He had someone in mind that he wanted to work with me. So I locked everything down and arranged my ticket. The agency asks you for an objective description of the type of woman you would like to meet. They also ask you to submit the profiles of the women you are interested in, taken from the website. Over the next few weeks, I checked the site weekly and submitted the numbers of the women I wanted to meet. Jamie and I exchanged phone calls a few times to stay in touch. He also told me that I would be staying in a condo overlooking the ocean, in a gated area, safe to walk, with one of the nicest beaches in Barranquilla right there. I was skeptical, so I took a ‘wait and see’ attitude.

I arrived at the Barranquilla airport and went through customs in about 20–30 minutes. Then I waited, and waited, and waited for my luggage to come off. I was thinking, ‘Isn’t this a bitch, I knew they were going to lose my luggage.’ After what felt like hundreds of people grabbing their bags, mine finally came down. First on, last off, I guess. I grabbed my luggage and realized I didn’t even know who I was looking for. Jamie had only told me my translator/assistant’s first name and that she was light-skinned and looked Caucasian. Once I had my bags, getting out of the airport was easy. No one stopped me or asked any questions. When I walked outside, I was a little worried about finding the people who were supposed to pick me up. There were so many people and taxis everywhere. I started thinking, ‘This was such a bad idea. You really do some pretty messed up things sometimes.’ Then I heard my name. It was my translator, standing there with the first woman I was scheduled to meet. Needless to say, I immediately felt a lot better and much more positive. My translator introduced me to the woman and to the taxi driver. He grabbed my luggage, and we headed to the condo in Pradomar. The ride was about 30 minutes. The first thing I noticed was that Colombia was much more developed than the Dominican Republic. It was a real city. We all chatted on the way back to the condo. The woman told me about herself and I told her about me. I had been skeptical about the translation process at first, but it was going great. My translator was even getting the punch lines right, so I was feeling muy bien at this stage of the game.

My flight landed around 4:30 p.m., and we reached the condo at about 5:45 p.m. Barranquilla doesn’t observe daylight savings time, so they were an hour behind Ohio. Jamie was already at the condo when I arrived. The building had a gate with an armed guard who let us in. My translator handed me the keys, and we headed upstairs, where we met Jamie. He gave me a quick tour of the condo, showed me how to use the air conditioning, and told me I had a group introduction in less than an hour. I cleaned up and got ready for the meeting.

The taxi driver took us to my first introduction, which was at a very nice Italian restaurant with character and excellent food. It is owned by a wonderful little Italian lady and her Colombian husband. They met in New York. Her Spanish seemed a little better than her English, but she made me feel very much at home. It was funny how her husband was always correcting her English. I was led to a small room where I met other women who worked for Jamie’s marriage agency. They were there to take photos of the introduction and to help with the process. Everything was very well organized and planned. It honestly felt like I was some kind of star, with camera flashes going off and everyone catering to me. There were about 7 to 10 women in the room at first, and during the introductions another 5 or so arrived. They served appetizers and drinks. The drink was good, but then I realized I was drinking something made with the local water. I was thirsty from answering and asking so many questions, so I just sipped enough to take the edge off. I was silently praying I wouldn’t have any stomach problems, especially surrounded by all these beautiful women. That would have been very embarrassing.

After about an hour and a half of talking to the women in the group introduction, I was told to say my goodbyes because the woman I had a dinner date with had arrived. Before leaving, they asked me if anyone in the group had caught my eye or if there was anyone I wanted to see again. There were definitely two women who stood out to me: one was a woman I recognized from the website who looked even more beautiful in person, and the other was a woman with a great personality who had also made a strong impression. The woman who had arrived for my dinner date was the one scheduled for that evening, and she was beautiful as well. We had wine and dinner together until about 11:30 p.m. The taxi driver came to pick us up afterward, and they drove me back to the condo, where I arrived around 12:30 a.m.

April 7

I was picked up between 9:00 and 9:30 a.m. and taken to the Dann Carlton for a breakfast date. I was still thinking about three women from the previous evening: the one who stood out from the website, the one with the great personality from the group, and my dinner date from the Italian restaurant. Breakfast itself was uneventful. The woman I met that morning was well built and attractive, but I did not feel any chemistry with her. We finished around 11:00 a.m., and then headed to lunch at a Chinese restaurant, where I had another group meeting with about four women. During the meeting, around three more women arrived. The most physically attractive woman in the group was very young, around eighteen to twenty-one years old. Another woman, who had the best personality and a great figure, was about twenty-three, but she loved animals and had far too many pets. I like animals, but I am not trying to run an animal farm. Overall, the meeting was pretty uneventful. They asked me if there was anyone I wanted to see again. Because the women can be difficult to contact later, it was suggested that I schedule follow-up dates with any women I liked while they were still there in person.

After about an hour or so, my lunch date from that group arrived. She came in dressed casually, but she immediately caught my eye. She was one of the women I had previously selected from the website, although I did not recognize her at first. We got along well during the date, but I could not really tell how interested she was in me. My translator felt that she was not very interested, although she also admitted that the woman might simply have been very shy.

Around 6 p.m., we headed to another group meeting at a different nice restaurant. This group had more faces I recognized from the website. There were about seven to twelve women in total. One woman in the group was clearly just there to party, something I learned a little later. If I hadn’t been so short on time, I might have taken her up on the offer. There was also a woman who spoke English fairly well. She actually asked me a question in English. I had gotten so used to hearing constant Spanish that I didn’t even realize she was speaking to me in English. I turned to my translator, and she asked whether I planned to answer the woman. She told me the woman had spoken English. I felt stupid and had to ask her to repeat the question. This actually happened to me at least twice during the trip.

The woman I had gone to dinner with the night before arrived to see me again, and after I said goodbye to the group and thanked them for coming, I sat down with the other woman I’d made strong eye contact with during the previous evening’s introduction. She told me she was supposed to be working on a report at her job but left early because she wanted to see me again. After this second meeting, I felt much more attracted to her. We made plans to meet Monday around 6 p.m., since she had to work late Saturday and also worked Sunday. She, my translator, and the taxi driver took me back to the condo again, and I got home around 12:30 a.m.

April 8

The next morning, I had breakfast again at the Dann Carlton with one of the women I had met at the Chinese restaurant group meeting. The breakfast was uneventful, and I found that I wasn’t as attracted to her the second time around, though she was good company and we talked and laughed. After that, I had a brunch introduction at an Arabic restaurant with about four women. This meeting was also uneventful. Lunch followed with another woman from that same introduction. She was attractive but irritated me because she kept giving evasive answers. She had studied psychology, and I guess she figured she could psychoanalyze me. She was really getting on my nerves. My translator felt the same way. After we ate lunch, I just wanted to get out of there.

Later that evening, I spent a few hours at the mall with the woman I had dined with the night before. We then called the woman I found especially attractive from the very first introduction and picked her up to go back to La Dolce Vita. It was much busier than the first time, but they gave us a completely private area. Rosa, the owner, came back to welcome us and say hello. She became one of my favorite people I met in Colombia. After dinner, I made another date with the woman I’d picked up for Sunday, and we drove her home.

April 9

had breakfast with the woman who had left work early to see me the night before. Her family was originally from Medellín. She struck me as total wife material based on her personality, values, and conversation. Even though she was only about twenty-four, her parents were roughly my age. I felt she was definitely interested in me. I liked her too, but it wasn’t the deep chemistry I was hoping for. I think I simply respected her as a person.

After breakfast, we walked across the street to the mall. My translator told me that today would be our final introduction, and that from now on it was up to me to decide who I wanted to spend my time with. She recommended that I not spend the entire day with just one woman, and suggested that I aim for at least two dates a day.

I headed to the final group introduction brunch, which had about seven women. At this point I was wearing down from the constant introductions and honestly didn’t care much anymore. I forced myself to be polite. There wasn’t anyone I really connected with. A few were attractive, but most were between eighteen and twenty-two, so the meeting didn’t mean much to me. I chose one woman for a follow-up date, but she wasn’t interested. Ironically, I was having dinner with her sister later that evening.

I told my translator that there were only two, maybe three, women I was interested in for the rest of my stay. We called the woman from earlier—the one I immediately clicked with—and headed to have lunch at a monastery, but it was closed. Instead, we went to the Pradomar Hotel for a late lunch on the beach. They had a reggae bar there. The owner greeted us and asked if we minded the music. Since it was reggae, I was totally fine with it. She wanted to sit closer to the water, so that’s where we sat. We ate and talked for about three or four hours. Then we walked back to the condo, which was about fifteen minutes away. We talked and relaxed at the condo while my translator checked in with the office. My dinner date for that night called to cancel, so we asked the woman from lunch if she wanted to stay a while longer, and she said yes. We spent several more hours talking and getting to know each other. My translator called a taxi around 11:30 p.m. to take them home.

April 10

This was the first day that I didn’t have to get up early, so I planned to just relax around the condo. My translator called me around 9 a.m. and told me that one of the women I’d been seeing wanted to bring some friends by to see me. Since I didn’t have anything scheduled until around 1 p.m., I agreed. She showed up with four young friends, and they took some pictures of us. I took some photos of them as well. They asked about going swimming, but they didn’t have their bathing suits. They asked the guard if they could swim in their underwear. The guard came up, looked things over, and said it was okay. So I spent the morning swimming with four pretty hot young women.

The rest of the week I divided my time between three women: the one I’d had the long beach lunch with, the woman from Medellín I saw as ‘wife material,’ and the casual, shy woman I’d first met after the Chinese restaurant group. The woman from the beach and I went to the movies to see Vidas Cruzadas (the Spanish title for Crash). She had wanted to see Ice Age 2, but that showing was dubbed in Spanish for kids. Most of the feature films there were in English with Spanish subtitles. That night I started running a slight temperature. I think it was my sinuses reacting to the constant changes between air conditioning and the humid Barranquilla air. She wanted to see me one more time before I left, so we met for a nightcap at the Barranquilla Hotel the night before my departure.

The woman from Medellín and I spent some time together at the condo on Tuesday, but she had to work a lot, so our time was limited. Since she was going to be off on Friday and clearly wanted to spend more time with me before I left on Saturday, I decided to spend the day with her in Cartagena on Friday. I had a great time in Cartagena. It was much hotter than Barranquilla, but there was always a nice breeze that kept the temperature comfortable while I was there. The wind from the ocean blew strongly through the condo as well, which was very pleasant.

I also spent time with the quieter woman I’d met after the Chinese restaurant group. We went to City Park, an arcade at the top of the mall, for a few hours, and then went to Las Flores, where the ocean meets the Magdalena River. That was the night we took a broken-down little train that stranded us in the pitch-black dark. We were stuck on a narrow strip of land with the river on one side and the ocean on the other; you could literally take two or three hops and go from one body of water to the other. Needless to say, this was probably the worst night of the trip. On top of that, I spent Thursday morning with another woman from the very first introduction, just swimming and talking. She spoke English, so for once we were totally on our own without needing a translator.

My translator and I had plenty of time to talk through my impressions of the women I was interested in. She told me that guys usually either ask one woman to be their girlfriend before they leave, or they choose a couple of women to stay in contact with afterward. Jamie also mentioned that I was a bit unusual because I didn’t latch onto one woman in the first few days, which is what most men end up doing. For me, there were two women I felt a strong connection with, and neither of them wanted to rush things, which suited me perfectly. I decided to stay in contact with both of them. They have completely different personalities, which is part of what made the decision so hard. One of them is career-oriented, confident, and we share a lot in common. We spent most of our time laughing, and she was incredibly sweet and understanding. The other is more reserved and traditional, the type who prefers a quiet home life. She enjoys her job, but she told me she would rather stay home and care for her family.

Overall, the experience was wonderful. I really enjoyed the country, the women, the people in general, the accommodations, and my translator. I would highly recommend the marriage agency. Jamie has been very honest in all of my dealings with him. Some people think his price is too high, but I felt it was well worth it for the level of service I received. If you can’t afford his price, then I’d suggest looking elsewhere. The women in Barranquilla are gorgeous. Many of them were heavier than in their photos, but they still looked great in jeans. I saw some very average, even below-average, looking men with some of the most stunning women. If you sit and watch the women in the mall, you’ll see more “stars” than you can count. I am convinced I can find my next bride in Colombia. While some women have their preferences in men, I found that most were simply looking for a good man, regardless of race. I had an excellent time. I wasn’t really ready to leave, and I definitely plan to return in the very near future. I also feel that the response from the women was much better once they knew I was actually coming down. A few even asked to meet me while I was there. I only wish I could have stayed an extra week. I would definitely suggest staying as long as your schedule and bank account will allow.”

“Finally Got It Right!! As the title suggests, after all my well-intentioned trials and errors, I finally got it right.

Back in May, I started checking out Jamie’s “inventory” at Latin-Wife.com. We all do it, but I’ll shamelessly admit it: I was shopping for my next wife. I wanted someone younger, around 28–32. I’m 42. Petite, about 5’4”, 100–110 pounds, light skin, black hair. I sent Jamie my lists as he added new women daily. About two weeks before my trip on June 15, I contacted Jamie to find out how many of the 60 women I’d selected actually wanted to meet me. Jamie was concerned. He told me only 5 of my top 30 were interested. Now I was concerned. I told him I could postpone the trip if he didn’t feel confident he could provide the service at that time. He thought new photos of me might help, but they didn’t. I’m not completely certain, but I believe Jamie’s usual practice is to send your photos and profile only to the women you choose, and they decide whether they want to meet you. In my case, I think my profile was sent to everyone, because he later emailed me a list of 20 women who were interested in meeting me. I chose to meet 8 of them. One interesting detail: my ex-wife’s roommate was on the list of women who wanted to date me. She knew me well from my previous three trips. Before leaving for Barranquilla, I asked Jamie again if he was confident. He said he was. I know he worked hard to deliver for me.

I arrived on June 15 and was met at the airport by one of Jamie’s translators and one of my top picks. I knew instantly there was no real interest there, especially when she told me she didn’t like cold weather and I told her I live in Ohio. Within an hour I was at my first group meeting with six women, and that’s where I saw her. From the first second our eyes met, there was an instant chemistry I had never experienced before. My friend Sean, who writes here, had told me that was how it was for him and his wife, but I couldn’t imagine what that would feel like. Now I did. She was one of the eight women I had agreed to meet, but I had never noticed her before Jamie’s email because she wasn’t what I thought I was ‘shopping’ for. She was about 5’7″, a size 8, dark-skinned, with a spark in her eyes and a million-dollar smile that were absolutely irresistible. I know I met five other women that night and I really tried to share my attention with them, but she completely captivated me. She was 31, never married, had no kids, and best of all, she spoke English. At the end of the evening, my translator asked which women I wanted to see again. I said the woman I had felt that strong connection with, and I added one other woman just so it wouldn’t look like I was putting all my eggs in one basket. Breakfast was scheduled with the woman I truly wanted to see. That night, however, ended with a dinner date with another one of my top picks. When she arrived, she told me she thought our date was for the following night and that she had college homework she needed to do. In my head I was thinking, ‘Great, I’ll let you go home and I’ll have dinner with the woman from the group meeting instead.’ The first woman was still sitting in the lobby of the restaurant waiting for her taxi, and I kept catching her eye while I was supposed to be focusing on my dinner date. But the dinner date stayed, the woman I really wanted to be with went home, and eventually the dinner date had my full attention. She was the kind of woman we gringos tend to like: very affectionate, very touchy-feely. But I wasn’t really enjoying it, because my mind was still on the connection I’d felt with the other woman.

Friday morning started with breakfast with the woman I’d felt the instant chemistry with, along with the translator. Having the translator there helped the conversation move quickly and smoothly. As it turned out, my schedule was free until lunch, so she and I talked for four straight hours. It was great. Lunch was with another one of my top picks, and that turned out to be unintentionally comical. When she first appeared on the website, her age was listed as 31. That turned out to be an entry error. She was actually 21. Needless to say, lunch was fun, but I had zero interest in dating someone young enough to be my daughter. After that came two group meetings, the first with three women and the second with seven. The group of seven complimented me on my looks and told me I was much better looking in person than in my photos. I thanked them for being gracious enough to show up. Both meetings were enjoyable, but no one came anywhere close to the chemistry I felt with the woman from breakfast. Because of some things I’d been through before, I was relying heavily on my translator’s read of each situation. I had told her my whole story so she understood my reservations. I wasn’t about to get carried away by chemistry and miss obvious red flags. My translator assured me she felt completely comfortable with the attraction between me and the woman I’d been drawn to from the beginning. I told the translator I was giving every woman an honest chance, but nothing compared. And for the guys who assume these introductions are all fun, they’re not. Answering the same questions over and over while pretending to be fresh and enthusiastic is real work. The fun only starts when you finally find the right woman.

By the end of the second day of introductions, I was ready to spend my time only with the woman I’d felt that strong connection with, but Jamie wanted me to meet more women. Since it’s his business and he knows the process, I trusted his judgment and agreed. She was working Saturday morning until 11 a.m. anyway, so Jamie scheduled four quick one-on-one introductions for that morning. Each introduction felt like a waste of time romantically, but in reality, every single one just made me more certain that I had already found the right woman. When she met me at Buena Vista at noon, I told her I was finished meeting other women and wanted to spend the next nine days exclusively with her. She was very happy.

I didn’t see the translator again until the ride to the airport. On the way, we talked about the entire experience. I asked her whether what happened with me was unusual. She said most men find someone they connect with very quickly and stop doing introductions early. Hearing that actually relieved me. I didn’t want my situation to be the strange exception. I needed to know this wasn’t just my imagination running wild. She told me how naturally we fit together, how obvious it was from the outside. Coming from someone who watches this process every day, that meant something. It reassured me that what I felt wasn’t just infatuation or vacation-chemistry, but something real that held up under an experienced eye.

For anyone just starting out with this whole adventure, I’d say this: I hope you get even half the magic I stumbled into, because it can be life-changing. There isn’t some perfect formula that guarantees success. Some guys meet two women, go home juggling both, and wait to see what develops. A friend of mine tried that approach and both situations eventually died off. So much for strategy.

Honestly, there’s no “right” way. There’s just whatever actually happens once you’re on the ground, breathing the same air as the women you’re meeting. And if I’ve learned anything, it’s that writing women months in advance is a complete waste of time. I made that mistake before, and it just set unrealistic expectations that blew up the second reality showed up. My translator told me about a couple who wrote each other for months, built up a fairytale in their heads, and then had zero chemistry in person. Poof. Done. These women aren’t looking for pen pals. It actually costs them money to get on the internet, and if you aren’t getting on a plane, you’re basically draining their wallets for nothing. Better to just go, enjoy yourself, and let whatever happens… happen. Dropping that whole ‘must fit my checklist’ mindset is probably what allowed me to notice the woman who didn’t match my original criteria but completely surpassed anything I thought I wanted. Sweet, happy, loving… she just crushed all the filters I thought I needed. So to everyone still searching: good luck. Truly. Just remember the pool is now one amazing woman smaller.”

“I was in Barranquilla from July 9 to July 29. I got to Barranquilla, where it took about 45 minutes to clear immigration and customs. When I stepped outside to where the crowd was waiting, I was greeted by my translator and one of the women I had chosen from International Introductions’ website. I had chosen Jamie’s marriage agency.
Although I speak, read, and write pretty good Spanish, I found the translator to be a great help. I didn’t need translation for comprehension, but she helped me break the ice with my dates, especially the group dates. As we drove in a taxi to my hotel, I talked with the translator and the woman who was my first date. She asked me many questions, and I answered all of them. At one point, she commented on how soft my hair was and gently ran her hand through it. I was surprised for a moment, but I have to admit I enjoyed the sensation. She kept doing it for about a minute.

My translator told me that my first group date would be in about an hour and that I should get ready. When we arrived at the restaurant by taxi, Jamie greeted me outside. We spoke briefly, and he told me to call him if I needed anything. The restaurant was an Italian place called Dolce Vita, run by a couple. As I walked into the dining room, I saw several women waiting. I introduced myself, and they immediately started asking me questions. I answered their questions and asked some of my own in return. The translator would sometimes step in to fill in the gaps in the conversation. I may speak Spanish, but I’m not exactly the best conversationalist in the world. Some of the women commented that I didn’t look like a typical American. I told them about my Latino background, with a Dominican mother and a Puerto Rican father. Throughout the trip, both my Spanish skills and my Latino heritage turned out to be a big plus with the women I met. More than a few of them told me they hated having to communicate through a translator.

I had the bad habit of looking down at whatever I was drinking while I talked. I didn’t do it out of disrespect, but because of my shyness and the fact that I sometimes struggle to keep a conversation going. That shyness and awkwardness turned out to be a big negative for a lot of the women throughout the trip. When the group date ended, the women waited outside while the translator asked me to choose who I might want to see again, assuming they would agree to another date. I picked two possible candidates. I was surprised to learn that all of them were actually interested in seeing me again. After the group meeting, I had a single dinner date with a woman I didn’t feel much chemistry with. I also got the sense that she wasn’t interested in me. When I asked the translator what she thought, she agreed that the woman didn’t seem interested.

The lunch date was at a Chinese restaurant called El Gran Chef, where I met two women. One of them would later become my fiancée. As I talked with them and they asked me questions, I struggled at times to keep the conversation going. Whenever I faltered, my translator would step in and keep things moving. She was an excellent assistant and had grown up in South Florida. I would definitely recommend her. After the date, one of the women told the translator she was interested in seeing me again – the one who would eventually become my fiancée. Unfortunately, I didn’t follow up with her right away. Instead, I started dating a woman I had met the night before at the initial group date. I cancelled my remaining dates (big mistake) so I could date this one woman exclusively. I saw her for about a week. At first she seemed genuinely interested, but over time her interest faded. I bought her some gifts while we were dating, which also turned out to be a mistake. Jamie told me you shouldn’t buy gifts until you’ve been intimate with the woman. I’m not sure how I feel about the “intimate” rule, but I do agree now that you shouldn’t start buying gifts until the relationship has reached a certain level. I took this woman, her sister, and her mother on an overnight trip to Cartagena, about an hour and a half away by taxi. We visited various sights in the city. Cartagena is very historic, with the fortress of San Felipe and the old walled city with its cobblestone streets. It’s considered a very romantic city where many people go on their honeymoon. There’s also an old monastery, now a military post, on a hill where you can see the entire city. We went on a chiva bus, which is like a party bus with musicians playing while people drink, sing, and even dance. When I returned from the trip, I called Jamie to resume going out on dates with other women. I knew I would no longer be dating the first woman I had cancelled everything for. She clearly wasn’t interested in me. She didn’t want to dance with me (not that I’m a great dancer), she never spoke to me unless I started the conversation, and even then she seemed uninterested. Like several other women I met, she didn’t want to reject me directly. You had to read the signals and pay attention to the red flags.

I started dating other women, including an 18-year-old who told me she had competed for the title of Miss Colombia. I don’t know if that was true, but she was absolutely beautiful. She was new to the agency and I was her first date. She was polite, sweet, and easy to talk to, but even though I look young for my age, I had to be realistic: I was forty, and she was eighteen. When we walked into the Buena Vista mall, someone actually whistled. Heads turned everywhere we went, men and women alike. She wore a low-cut shirt that she had to keep adjusting, and it was impossible not to notice the attention she drew. I went out with her only once; the age gap was simply too much. I soon narrowed down the women I was dating to two, one of whom is now my fiancée.

Final Comments
I’d recommend International Introductions, Jamie’s marriage agency, to any man who is seriously looking for a wife in the Barranquilla area. Jamie was always available to answer my questions and help with anything I needed. There were a few no-shows, and some of the women were very immature or flaky, but I don’t think that’s something Jamie can completely control.”

“I want to tell you at this point that I was pleased with Jamie’s service. I think his website is the best I have seen. You can narrow your search with several options, such as age and weight, and the photos are clear, showing the women in various poses so that you can see their facial expressions as well as their figures. The questions in the profile are good ones, which can give you a glimpse of the ladies’ personality if you pay attention. Jamie and his staff worked hard to be sure that I met the ladies that I wanted to meet. No, I am not ‘shilling’ for Jamie. This is just my experience.”

“Visited Jamie’s marriage agency in Barranquilla, and after several weeks at home I have decided to post my trip report. I wanted my story to play out a bit more before posting anything, and now it has, so here you go.

MY BACKGROUND
I have traveled to Colombia five times in the past two years. I have used various agencies in Cali and stayed with Pete at his house as well. I can speak basic Spanish but have a helluva time understanding the language when it is being thrown at me at the speed of sound. Other than that, I am your typical bloated, 38-year-old American boy!

JAMIE’S LADIES

I would say that Jamie has the best-looking, most punctual ladies I have ever experienced in all my travels to Colombia. The ladies were respectful, serious, and apparently interested in meeting me.

COSTS
Jamie’s introduction services are not cheap. They are actually expensive. Plan to spend several thousand dollars if you are going to use his apartment and if you need interpretation after the first three days. He does deliver the ladies and takes care of a lot of the little hassles that could waste your precious time in Colombia. Overall, I thought it was money well spent.

JAMIE’S LIASON
The lovely lady who facilitates all the introductions was very good throughout the time I was there. She can also translate and give you the ‘inside scoop’ on the ladies. This is a critical part of the business that, if not done well, can hamper your trip and dampen the experience. In this case, a big THUMBS UP to the liaison who shall remain nameless.

SUGGESTION
Buy a SIM card in Colombia.

HOW THE INTRODUCTION THING WORKS
Many weeks before I arrived, Jamie had put together a long list of the ladies I wanted to meet. On my original list many were eliminated by either not being available, not interested in my ugly ass, or not being able to be reached. Not a problem, but I especially liked the fact that they were emailed a photo of me beforehand so they knew what they were getting into and could eliminate themselves before even having to meet me. What was left was PLENTY of beautiful ladies! The introductions took place at classy local restaurants. During introductions I would have a little group of 3 to 7 ladies, and we would talk and get to know a little about each other, and in my case check out each of their fluffy little bubble butts as they walked in or walked out. Very discreetly of course. Anyway, after the introduction the ladies would walk into another room and I would be asked what I thought and who I would like to see again. While this was going on, the girls were being quizzed in the other room about what they thought of my charming ass. Ultimately I would choose one that I wanted to see again, and without fail she would also be interested in getting to know me on a more personal level. A one-on-one date. So usually all the girls would depart after the group date EXCEPT for the one that I chose to get to know better. Anyway, that is the gist of how the introduction process works.

AFTER INTRODUCTIONS & THE BEAUTY QUEEN
Okay, now two or so days have passed and I have had all my group introductions. At this point I had met many stunners, but I narrowed it down to one girl I liked more than the others; let’s call her “the beauty queen,” since that is what she was a couple of years before.”

“So I returned late last night from my first trip to Colombia. If you read the post titled “On My Way” you can see what I was coming from.

Anyway, I will first say that I chose Jamie’s marriage agency because of his website info and the positive reviews on this site. He absolutely lived up to his word and delivered as promised and then some. His staff, especially the translator who acted as my assistant and interpreter, were very helpful. She got me out of a few situations that I wouldn’t have been able to handle myself without looking bad in front of the girls. Being in the service industry myself, the level of service I received even put me to shame. Jamie even went out of his way to call me when a situation popped up to talk me out of it. Had I listened to my interpreter in the first place, I wouldn’t have been in it. Live and learn, huh?

I will say there was only one very small minus to Jamie’s marriage agency, and it might not even be a minus to most of his clients, just something I didn’t prefer. Some of the girls, maybe around ten percent, didn’t seem to be interested in meeting someone to marry. A few even said they joined the agency just for fun. There’s a chance they didn’t like me and only said that, but I doubt it. On the other hand, Jamie stresses meeting as many girls as possible and continuing to meet and date different ones even when you think you like one. So he makes up for the lack of a rigid screening process by giving you a much higher volume of girls to meet. Plus, even if a girl joined “just for fun,” she might still accidentally run into the man of her dreams and everything could work out. Anyway, I think this was very minor, and one of the questions I learned to ask in the first ten minutes was why she joined the agency. I simply ended dates sooner with girls who clearly didn’t intend to get married anytime soon.

Besides that though, I’d rate his marriage agency at a 10 out of 10 in service there and 10 out of 10 in promises kept from the web sites and our discussions. Communicating with him was very easy. He always answers his phone and always replies within a day to emails. Oh, and I forgot, I was delayed on my airplane one day, and the agency rearranged all of my plans with no problems, I’m sure that was a huge hassle on their part.

If you ever want to ask me a question, I’d rather not post my email, but feel free to give your email to Jamie and have him email me, or pass your phone number, etc. So on to the trip report itself.

I arrived at around 5:00 pm and was greeted by the interpreter and one of the girls I had selected. We drove for about a half hour to the condo, which was nothing short of spectacular. The girl was great, and we hit it off and made plans for the next day. I was then driven straight to a fancy Italian restaurant, and there were already four girls waiting for me. We had drinks for about an hour. Then one of my top selections arrived, and the two of us, along with the interpreter, had dinner for about two hours. It went on like this for about three days, and then I ended up getting wrapped up with one girl. Things didn’t work out with her, and I was pretty disappointed. It was strange because it felt like I had broken up with a long-term girlfriend.

So I went on a few dates with my second selection, but there was just some missing chemistry, I think. Jamie and the translator recommended that I go on the website and pick some other girls. I picked eight, and they got me dates with six of them the next day. The last one turned out to be the best girl I met there. By that time I had had about 20 to 25 introductions. I don’t even remember the exact number, but it was kind of like an ‘ah-ha,’ light bulbs went off for both of us. The great thing about the girls there is that they make it very obvious whether they like you or not. You don’t have to play any games. They were all very direct. So anyway, I spent the rest of my time there with her, and we had a few great days. We left on good terms and made a deal that we wouldn’t see anyone else, and I will be going back down to visit in about a month to see if there are still sparks.

Well, if I had any advice for someone going down, I’d say go for it. Being able to speak Spanish is definitely a plus. But that being said, you’d better be able to have full conversations. If not, knowing how to say ‘How much does this papaya cost?’ isn’t going to help you. You’re going to have to have real conversations, and the interpreter was awesome, so I wouldn’t wait around trying to cram three months of Spanish first. Honestly, if you can dance, that’s probably more important. No joke.”

“I usually don’t go out of my way to plug the marriage agency I used to find my wife unless someone asks me directly, but this time I’ll make an exception. The agency is in Barranquilla, a city on the Caribbean coast of Colombia.

The only reason you spent as much time as you did with any of those girls is because your options were limited. You’re traveling too far and giving up too much of your life to tolerate that kind of nonsense.

I chose International Introductions to help me find my wife because they have a very efficient system. If you use the full romance tour introductions service, you will meet 25+ women within three days. Most guys stop after about 15 or so women, but I would encourage you to continue until you’ve met more than 20.

Many people balk at the pricing (I think now it’s around $1,475), but that sure beats traveling across the sea and the ocean and coming away with nothing but disappointing experiences and a smaller bank account to show for it.”

“The women: I’ve been to Cali four times and Barranquilla twice, and to me the girls look just as good as in Cali. The only difference is that you see more morenas in Barranquilla, and they are just as beautiful as the lighter-skinned women in either Barranquilla or Cali. In fact, I’ve found that the women in Barranquilla are, in general, friendlier than in Cali. So in my opinion, you can find beautiful women in Barranquilla just as easily as you can in Cali. The mall in Barranquilla has just as many beautiful women as the mall in Cali. I must have broken my neck several times a minute looking at women in Barranquilla. In fact, I would go to Barranquilla before I returned to Cali.

The marriage agency: I’ve been to seven or eight agencies overall, and Jamie’s is by far the best marriage agency I’ve ever been in. His approach is hands on, and he’s on top of everything personally, and you can rest assured that when you walk out of the office, he and his staff are taking care of you. Very professional and organized, no stone is left unturned. I can see why Sean spoke so highly of Jamie and his marriage agency. Probably the best thing about his marriage agency is there is no fluff. He’s a straight shooter, he tells it like it is, and doesn’t sugarcoat anything. If a girl is acting up, he deals with her right away. If he thinks a girl is doing some strange things, he tells you. If things don’t work out with any of the girls I will be corresponding with, I will return there in a heartbeat. Without a doubt, he is the most trustworthy owner I’ve ever spoken with. I highly recommend his marriage agency. I equate it to a shopper who goes into a jewelry store and has two choices: you can pay less and get a fake gold ring that might turn colors, or you can pay a little more and get the real deal. Whereas the other agencies I’ve been to and spoken with turn colors, Jamie is the real deal, you won’t be disappointed. The girls he has there working for him are top notch, the translators are great, and they are always working for you. You won’t have to keep sticking your head in the office asking, ‘What’s up, do I have anything going on?’ because they’ll already have it covered. I can’t stress enough how organized and professional Jamie and his staff are. As Jamie said to me, he doesn’t want to see me or anyone else again. He truly wants you to meet someone and be happy, not try to marry you off so he can take a picture and brag about it. I was very impressed with International Introductions.”

“It’s not the cheapest you’ll find, but like Chizz said, it is worth it and you’ll get what you paid for, plus a little more in my opinion. I’ve never known him to be anything but honest and straightforward with me or my friends.”

“In regards to Jamie’s marriage agency, I concur completely. I have been to seven plus agencies and his has been the best by a wide margin. I found Jamie and his personnel to be hardworking and reliable. That is not all that common with agencies in general.”

“Enjoyed reading your trip reports. It was like I was back in Barranquilla all over again, working with Jamie and his excellent staff.”

“Fortunately, I used Jamie’s marriage agency on my first and subsequent trips to Colombia, so I didn’t have to put up with all the nonsense people experienced with other agencies.”

“As you said, he typically delivers far more than promised. I’m so thankful for my wife, whom I met through Jamie, and who is sleeping in the next room.”

“Nice report, really enjoyed reading it. Jamie does run a very good marriage agency, probably one of the best I have used.”

“While Jamie’s marriage agency might be more expensive than most, you get what you pay for, and I feel he does a very good job delivering what he says he will do. I’ve never had a problem using his agency; very professional.”

“As a marriage agency, I know we are not yet at the level of professionalism and expertise that Jamie provides.”

“Jamie and his people definitely have nothing to worry about.”

“Jamie was always on point with everything I did with him. He stayed in constant contact up until my day of arrival.”

“Jamie’s introduction service is expensive, but I received VIP treatment from quality personnel.”

“You hit it on the nail; go with Jamie, you won’t go wrong.”

“I highly recommend Jamie’s Romance Tour Service. Jamie’s service is A+, and his personnel are well trained. He has always done right by me and continues to do so.”

“I have learned that Jamie is an exceptional and professional person.”

“Everyone here seems obsessed with Colombia. I can understand why, because there seem to be more really good-looking girls from there than from Peru, and I suppose they also have strong support through Jamie and his marriage agency, which by all accounts is top-notch.”

“Man, you are so on point about Jamie’s agency and his staff. I can’t add anything. Too bad all agencies aren’t like Jamie’s. The ladies who work for him work their arses off. I remember my translator looking tired when we parted and looking tired when I saw her the next morning, but she never missed a beat with me.”

“Jamie has always done right by me, and he and his people have always looked out for my interests. I’m the type of person who sits back and watches how people react in certain situations, and I cannot say anything bad or perceive anything negative about his team. If anyone gets out of hand, whether it’s translators, clients, or girls on the website, Jamie deals with it expeditiously.”

“Jamie and his staff are very good at what they do. Their results speak for themselves.”

“Valid points by all. Jamie’s marriage agency is top notch.”

“Back in August I began my adventure with a week spent under the care of Jamie and International Introductions. I have nothing but good things to say about my experience there. I will say one thing: however many days you choose to stay, it will not be enough. There will be too many choices and not enough time. I still look fondly at a picture of myself surrounded by 10 girls, looking like an episode of The Bachelor!”

“Sorry this is kind of late. I’ve been back for about two weeks. My trip was everything I could have hoped for and then some more. Jamie has got to be the best of its kind. One hour after I landed at the airport I was sitting at Jamie’s in front of what looked like twenty of the hottest women I’ve ever seen (really it was 16 but who needs to count). After about an hour my translator took me into my room and asked who, if any, I wanted to see again. Wow. This went on until I had found the one that was meant for me. At Jamie’s they take this pretty serious and are very good at what they do. I really could not have been more impressed with his place.”

Anyhow, I had to go all the way to South America to find a girl, but wow is all I can say. She is so sweet and nice and as a friend would say ‘she’s banging.’ I found Barranquilla to be really nice. A lot better than I thought it was. The people were very nice and friendly, but not too many can speak English. When you are there you take taxis everywhere you go, they do not cost much but it does start adding up by the end of the trip. Oh yea, by the way I stayed 9 days and needed every one of them. The heat was a little more than I would like, but then again I am an old fat guy from Pennsylvania.”

“I went to Barranquilla in Northern Colombia for two weeks to visit International Introductions, which is one of the best marriage agencies in South America, if not the world in my opinion. On the agency’s website the byline reads, ‘The American Man’s Alternative to American Women.’ During my stay I did not expect to see the kind of men I saw: a doctor from Canada, a software engineer from California, and a journalist from Texas. None were fat, the journalist was old, and the software engineer from California was the best looking.

The airplane trip over and back sucked the most. I am tall and I was not able to sleep at all despite bringing earplugs, a visor, and a travel pillow. When I arrived in Bogotá to connect to Barranquilla I met a nice older Colombian man and his Colombian wife. They could see I was rather nervous, so they helped me get to where I needed to be at the airport and were very nice. On the way back I chatted with a loud, obnoxious American woman in her forties or fifties from New York who had divorced a Colombian man. Getting through security in Bogotá on the way back was also a pain, almost three hours.

Prior to visiting the agency, I selected five girls and chatted with them (one did not reply at all, one was not interested, and the others replied). Of those I selected, the most sincere, intelligent, and good-looking lady also spoke some English.

I had a translator the first three days. She picked me up at the airport, helped me adjust to Barranquilla, selected restaurants, and more. The only problem with the agency’s house by the beach where I stayed is that it is 20–30 minutes from Barranquilla, which created a problem one night when I was going to the hotel late and the cab was stopped by the Colombian police. I kept a photocopy of my passport with me at all times, so it was not a problem.

My fiancée is nice and has a good personality; she’s cute and smart. Her family made me lunch one day (Colombian food) and my fiancée also cooked me lunch on the last day, which was very good: patacones, fried chicken, rice, juice, and salad. She lives with and is close to her family. We ate out many times at nice restaurants, at the malls, and around the city. Colombian food tastes good, but is not too healthy (fatty, big portions, greasy, fried). Some parts of Barranquilla looked very nice and modern such as the malls, and some suburbs, condos, buildings, and projects with lots of nice cars on the roads. However, some areas of the city looked run-down, like shantytowns with no windows or air-conditioning and clothes hanging on clotheslines. The malls are comparable to the U.S. and were built recently. The house where I stayed was very nice: DirecTV (English with Spanish subtitles and most major channels including several HBO), a nice pool, a great house manager, air-conditioning in my room, private and public baths, washer and dryer, kitchen, etc. I had a translator who helped me for the first few days. She was funny and very helpful, showing me what to buy in stores, what ATMs to use, how to be safe, which restaurants are good, etc. Some of the things we did included dancing at two different clubs, the Barranquilla Zoo (nice zoo, some animals from South America and Colombia), the Caribbean Museum (very nice, lots of features and stuff from Colombia and the Caribbean), Santa Marta beach (fairly crowded, lots of vendors, but nice), Barranquilla beach, the mall, a movie, and restaurants. I understand some Spanish and was able to have some conversations in Spanish, although my Spanish is still not fluent.

Also, the women from Barranquilla are very attractive and have good attitudes. When I got back to the States, it felt different. The television in the airport was on CNN and was reporting ‘the new feminism… wives cheating on their husbands.’ I kid you not. After seeing chicks with attitudes, chicks with tattoos and attitudes (I didn’t see many tattoos in Colombia), and nasty fat chicks, I now feel like I truly don’t care for American women.

So to start off, I had to leave Denver at midnight and arrived in Miami at 5:40 a.m., just missing the morning direct flight to Barranquilla, so I had to wait 10 hours in the airport before the next flight to Barranquilla. When I arrived in Barranquilla, the ATMs would not accept my ATM cards. I had called in to let the U.S. bank know I was leaving the country, but they blocked everything till they knew it was really me. When I arrived, Jamie had already spoken with my mom and had information waiting so that I could get the card issue squared. After I got the issue resolved, he personally took me to an ATM so that I could get cash and not stress out over not having cash. I can honestly say Jamie made sure that I was getting what I needed throughout the trip and advised when it was needed. At the airport I was greeted by my translator and one of the girls that I had selected. We had a good conversation, but it just was not the connection I was looking for, so we put her in a cab and sent her on her way. There was a strike the night that I arrived, so my date canceled on me for dinner, which was fine because of the issue with my card. It allowed me to get my affairs in order and start fresh in the morning.

Friday morning I had a full day of dates and meals set up. We started with breakfast with one of the girls. She was pretty awesome because I could talk sports with her all day. She actually was excited about sports and knew her stuff. I knew Edgar Renteria was a local product, so we had something to build off of. She was unfortunately a Dodgers fan and I overlooked that fatal flaw. I would later have drinks with her that night. The rest of the day was filled with introductions. Friday night I had a group introduction, and the girl who was supposed to have dinner with me the first night was in the group. She showed up a little early and I got to talk with her. Unfortunately, when rating the girls in the order I wanted to meet, she was my number one. She seemed to have done her research on me and read my profile; and she was able to persuade me into dinner on Saturday night. I will explain how that went later and the value of someone like Jamie watching over us gringos. But I met three prospects out of that group meeting, so it was very productive.

On Saturday I had breakfast with one of the girls I met through the introductions on Friday. That showed me that this one and I did not have chemistry. I had a few more introductions and lunch with one of the girls from my group meeting. I have to say that if Sunday night would not have happened the way it did, I probably would have wanted to work on something with this girl. She was beautiful and had a wonderful personality. After lunch I had more introductions and then did a scramble to get ready for my date with the girl I rated first on my list, I will call her the “Ice Princess”. So I went all out for this girl. I went to grad school for history and politics and I stole a little thing from a Russian custom in that they only give even numbers of flowers at funerals. So I gave her an odd number of red roses and 3 white ones. I came up with a nice story and tried to be sweet to her. My translator was seeing a lot of the same things that I was on the date, that she was not into the moment. The girl had completely researched me, talked about Spartacus like she watched it, she didn’t. She got that information from the question about my favorite movies. Eventually my date went to the bathroom and my translator and I were able to talk. We both had the same feeling, so when she got back a little later I got up, paid the check, and hit the restroom. The translator talked with the girl in private and she insisted she was interested. So after I paid the tab I went back to the agency where I was staying with ‘Ice Princess’. We had our alone time and she seemed really off, so I asked her what the deal was. She said she had been with an American before and he went back to the U.S. and cheated on her or something along those lines. We talked and I told her that is not the way I was. Throughout our conversation and some kissing she would continually text someone. It was getting annoying. While texting, the conversation led to what she was expecting. I told her if she thought I was out here to play then I would stop the dates and only see her if she was willing to commit to spending the time with me. After enough of the texting, I was annoyed, so the conversation died and she headed home.

The next morning I had breakfast with my translator and one of the girls. On the taxi ride back the translator talked to me about the way last night’s date went. Obviously she saw all the red flags. When we got back to the agency she let Jamie know what was going on. I went into Jamie’s office for something other than last night and he saved me from a huge mistake with the Ice Princess in stopping dates and accepting that kind of disrespect. After that conversation I had a few moments to think about it and he was right. I dropped all thoughts of spending time with that girl. I had a few meetings before my dinner date. The last date Sunday night my girl walked in. When she walked in she had a smile that snagged me from the beginning. Our conversation just flowed and it was like the time was up before I knew it. When I met with the translator to let her know yes or no, I told her I wanted to see her ASAP and put her at the top of the list. The translator was able to get me drinks with her that night.

I had an issue in my past and I refuse to lie about it to the girls. My dinner date asked me some specifics about my past and I gave it to her straight. We had good conversation the rest of the dinner. We ordered two cabs so I could get my drinks date and the girl could head home. The translator really started to show me how she was an asset when this girl started to act fickly about more dates, saying she did not know and wanted to talk with her mom about all of this. She told her that my time is valuable and I could not wait around for a decision. So that ended with me and that girl parting ways. She was a great girl, but I just think she lets fear rule her world and would have ended up backing out after a while when I got back to the States.

I then had drinks with my girl at this place called the Beer House. They have a place outside that makes drinks and shots. We had drinks and good conversation. Most of the girls have never been served shots that were flaming, so doing those shots was adventurous and fun for the girls. I made my first major mistakes with my Spanish. I thought my Spanish was good and I tried to pay my date a compliment by telling her I liked her warm and caring personality. Instead I told her that she was horny and caring. That shocked her. I knew something was not coming out right, so I told her I thought I had put my foot in my mouth. That saying holds no meaning in Colombia, so now it looked like I was kinky and looking for some action. The translator was able to bail me out and explain what I was trying to say. By the end of the night we both really knew we wanted more with each other. Learning from the conversation with Jamie, I did not jump all in. I went and paid the check and went to the bathroom. While I was gone, my girl asked the translator about the number of girls I was seeing and a lot of other questions to size up the competition. The translator handled all of that very well and funneled everything back to me. When I got back, we opened up about what we thought and felt. I told her that I already had dates set up, but if she would have dinner with me on Tuesday night, and if nothing unexpected happened, then I would give her a commitment. By Monday night I could not get the girl off my mind and I was not all that crazy about having dinner with another girl. I canceled my dinner date and asked the translator to call my girl and ask her to see me tonight. I did not care how, I just wanted to see her. She came a little late, but this was very short notice so I could not complain. I got what I wanted in the end, which was seeing her.

Tuesday night I took my girl to Pulpo Paul. They had really good food and the bill for the three of us was reasonable. They went out of their way to make the night special. Earlier that day I had brought rose petals and roses to the restaurant. They set everything out for me, so when my girl arrived she was surprised. The picture of her smile at that moment is the one that I will never lose. That smile made it all worth it. That night I gave her an anklet and asked her to be my girl. She accepted.

So from Wednesday till the following Thursday, when I left, we were together every day. We had stuff planned for every day. We went to the zoo, which was pretty cool, and they have a nice set up there. The next day we took a train up to the mouth of the river. If they take you there, wear tennis shoes and clothes that are good for hiking. This place is awesome for pictures with your girl and just a nice talk while you hike. The big thing for Friday was dinner with her mom and grandma. The lunch and conversation lasted till dinner time, so I thought it went well. We took in some movies one day, and we took a few days and went to Cartagena. I stayed a few days at an inclusive resort for about $200 a night. The excitement there was quite interesting. Not knowing if she could swim, we rented a jet ski. She was having fun when I was jumping the waves and we were zipping around. However, just my luck, I flipped the jet ski. She was quite shocked and a little pissed off at me. When she was flailing around in the water, I realized she could not swim. I grabbed her and pulled her over to the jet ski and tossed her back on top. But at that point she was scared and not happy. When I went to climb on the jet ski, it was tilting and she was like, ‘No, stop, you are going to flip it.’ I asked her if I had to swim to shore. She was like, “No, but it’s going to flip.” So I told her to close her eyes and hold on. I pulled myself up quickly and then let her cruise around driving the jet ski. She had fun with it and was a good sport about losing her sunglasses in the ocean. At the resort or somewhere through the trip I picked up a parasite, so I was starting to feel sick. She took care of me and made sure I got the medicine I needed. I was not going to let this time be ruined by an upset stomach and the runs. Hell, I finished my freshman season as a tailback with a broken ankle, so this was child’s play. When I got back I passed the parasite. At that point they took me to the pharmacy to get something to kill the eggs.

We only had a day left once I got back, so we went to the market to shop for souvenirs for friends. She took care of all the bartering for me. It was a really great experience seeing her take care of me for the past few days. I guess God had a plan for me to suffer a little to see the gold of her heart. It was worth the pain and discomfort.

Conclusion, I cannot speak for or against any other agency in Colombia, as I have not stayed with them or tried their services. What I can say is Jamie runs a very good business. He watches out for and takes care of his gringos while they are down there. No matter what the question was while I was down there, he had the answers. I almost made a huge mistake with the Ice Princess, and he showed me the error in what I was doing. Without him and the translator spotting the red flag, I could have been either married to misery or wasted a lot of money and my vacation time on a girl that flaked out. The translator was such an asset to have; she was more than just a translator. She helped identify when girls were not quite serious and helped me and my girl’s relationship move along. One of the things that really made me appreciate her was that my girl was worried she would not be able to communicate with me due to my broken Spanish, but she told my girl that for Cartagena just she and I was a better idea. That was where me and my girl grew and became one. By the time we got back, we had become one and were able to communicate like a normal couple. I feel like I got everything I paid for. People have said that Jamie’s service is a tad pricey, but really, with all they do, it’s right on. There were nights I had the translator with me till 1 a.m., so she was working from 9 a.m. to 1 a.m. The agency was willing to do anything they could to help. They have earned the trust of both me and my girlfriend for their professionalism and desire for their members to find success and true love.

So now that I am back here is a trip report of my experience using Jamie’s agency and my experience with my time in Colombia.

So for me this is a first time using an agency (as most of you know), and I feel it was the right choice for me, since the culture is different from what I am used to in my travels to other Spanish-speaking countries over the years. My Spanish speaking skills are okay, and my understanding of spoken Spanish in a conversation is also okay. Reading and writing are a whole different thing for me, mind you.
I went with the interpreter and I am glad I did. Colombian Spanish is a bit different for me and they speak fast, which is kind of ironic because nothing really happens very fast in Colombia compared to what I am used to here and elsewhere in the world. The girl who was translating for me did an excellent job when needed to keep communication clear on both ends. So it was about a 50-50 split — I got help when I needed it in conversations with the gals and vice versa — and that was a plus to help everyone understand each other clearly.

I met about thirty to thirty-two women in total. I didn’t keep an exact count because I was pretty busy during all the initial meetings. I never actually had one of the large group introductions. That’s just how it worked out based on the selections I had made, the girls’ schedules, and the days I was there. On the first day, I had a meeting scheduled with three women, but one called and cancelled, so it became a meeting of two. Of course there were cancellations, no-shows, and similar things outside of the women I did meet and talk with. The setup that Jamie uses is different, and it’s not for everybody. It was a bit tough mentally because the initial meetings end up being the same questions over and over again from the girls, although it wasn’t like they were following a script.

I do agree with the way he does this, though, as dating anywhere is really a numbers game, as we all know. The single meets are, I would say, better for getting the women a little more relaxed and into conversation, versus talking in front of a bunch of other girls. There were girls who were very prompt with the scheduled meeting time, some who were a few minutes late, and some who were quite late. I did not take this to heart, as this is the way things are there, and I did not base my judgment on seeing a girl for a morning, lunch, or dinner date on the timing on their behalf. I went out with the girls that I wanted to talk with more because of the conversation we had in our first meeting, not purely for looks and not purely for what they said either.

I sat down for about ten minutes with Jamie and had a conversation that wasn’t anything over the top. He asked me what I thought about everything after the first day, and that was basically it for the agency-related talk. The rest was just normal conversation between two guys. I didn’t keep him long, since he’s a busy guy and so was I.

Now, after all the meetings, conversations, dates and so on, there were two women I clicked with, and they felt the same. The first one was my first introduction on the first day, who arrived forty minutes late, so we could only talk for twenty minutes, but there was some chemistry. The second one was the woman who cancelled (this was a legitimate cancellation due to a family illness; I checked things out thoroughly) and who was supposed to be in the meeting with three women on the first day. She rescheduled for the second day and showed up one and a half hours early for our scheduled meeting time, and waited while I met and talked to two others. The first woman did not allow enough travel time for the morning rush-hour traffic and the distance she had to travel. She was either right on time or early for every meeting thereafter. The second woman was early for every subsequent meeting as well. I did not request this or say anything to either of them about being late or cancelling previously; I basically let them have enough rope to hang themselves, and they did not. Both come from middle- to upper-middle-class families, both have finished university, and both work full-time.

The first woman is 31, and from everything I could tell by trusting my gut, she has her life together. We spent a lot of time during the days while I was there, including a day trip to Cartagena to see the walled city and the overpriced tour of the fort. She happened to be at the tail end of her vacation, so the daytime plans worked out perfectly. The second woman is 27, which I initially thought might be a little young, but she turned out to be very mature, and again I went with my gut. So far, everything checks out with her as well. Since she worked during the day, we went out at night, except for a Sunday trip to Santa Marta on her day off.

None of this really settles anything, because there is still a lot of talking that needs to happen with both of them over the next few weeks to see if they truly are who I think they are. I am planning to return in May to visit them again, depending entirely on how things develop in our communication. Maybe I will end up visiting only one of them, maybe neither. Who knows. They are both extremely similar in personality, life goals, values, motivation, and what they want for their future. I also made it clear right from the start that I am in no rush to get married just because some men can’t stand to be alone. I told both of them that I’m already happy with my life, and I’m not looking to get married simply for the sake of being married or because I’m needy.

One question I asked both of them was whether their parents knew they were in the agency. Both told me their families were aware. That matters a lot to me, because honesty has to be consistent across the board. I don’t want a situation where, later on, I meet the parents and the story is some lie about how they met a foreign guy. During the first meetings, any girl who said her parents did not know was automatically out of the running. If things get serious, the foundation should already be honest.

Do I think I’m going to marry one of these girls? I honestly can’t say, and the thought hasn’t really crossed my mind yet. I like them both equally, and right now they’re very close to being the same type of woman in my eyes. Maybe, over time, one of them will set herself apart. Maybe things will stay the same with both. Who knows. I’m not trying to make any decisions right now, and I don’t feel forced to settle for the first piece of eye candy that bats her eyes and wiggles her hips in front of me. I think both of them are very attractive by my standards. I saw women down there who looked better and women who didn’t look as good, same as everywhere. It’s the combination of traits they each have that made the difference for me, and maybe will continue to. Yes, I saw a lot of stunning women while I was down there, but I didn’t walk around with my tongue hanging out and my balls dragging behind me. Plenty of guys do that, and plenty of needy gringos run around down there acting desperate. What actually surprised me was the amount of eye contact and smiles I got from women down there, from the girls in their 20s all the way up to women in their 40s. I found it funny, but also interesting. Being well dressed and well groomed is probably the biggest factor.

Yes, I did take a camera, and I have a lot of pictures, so there are no excuses from me about a stolen phone, a broken camera, or any of the other stories guys come up with when they mysteriously don’t have photo proof. No, I’m not going to post pictures of the girls here. I’m respecting their privacy. I am posting a picture or two of myself because I don’t feel any need to hide, and I really don’t care who sees me. It’s simply to show that I actually made the trip, I was really there, and I’m not making up stories for internet entertainment. Just ignore the date and time stamp; I never set that up on the new camera.

“I recently returned from my first trip to Colombia in search of love. The experience was excellent, and I want to thank everyone on this site for the inspiration, encouragement, and solid advice. I hope my post helps other newbies on their own journey to find love.

About Me

I am 34 years old and have four beautiful daughters between the ages of 5 and 11. I have been divorced for about four years. I have a good job, but not much in savings. As a contractor, I don’t get paid vacation, but my boss is flexible about me taking time off, and I can work overtime before and after to make up for the lost income. I never studied Spanish in school and couldn’t say anything more than ‘hello.’

Planning

My first goal while planning the trip was to learn as much Spanish as possible. I bought Rosetta Stone and a few Spanish-to-English books, and I hired a private tutor for four hours a week to help me learn the language.

Unfortunately, work and personal life got busy, and I wasn’t able to devote the time to learning Spanish like I had hoped. I only finished the first of the four Rosetta Stone sections and kept the tutor for just four weeks. But I’m very glad I had those lessons. They helped me the most with confidence, the basics, and pronunciation.

I finally broke down and got an ATM card for my bank account. Before the trip, I called the ATM card company and the one credit card I was bringing to let them know I’d be traveling. I also went to my bank and had $1,000 USD converted into Colombian pesos.

I bought a cheap digital watch for the trip so I wouldn’t risk having my usual watch stolen. I also bought a cheap digital camera so I didn’t have to bring my expensive Canon. I made two copies of my passport and copies of both sides of my credit card and ATM card in case they were stolen, so I could quickly call and report them. I also bought a money belt so I wouldn’t carry too much cash in my pockets or wallet. I didn’t use a fake wallet, but I emptied anything of value from my real one so I wouldn’t worry if it got stolen.

I went with an agency so I wouldn’t waste time worrying about logistics and could focus entirely on meeting and getting to know the women. I chose International Introductions based on the many reviews I’d read here and the additional research I did elsewhere.

Day 1

I was very nervous when I got off the plane. I didn’t know exactly who I was looking for and I was sure I’d get lost in the crowd and miss my ride. After I passed through security, I expected more airport ahead of me, but suddenly I was outside. Before I could even get my bearings, my translator was already standing in front of me introducing herself. I felt relieved and excited all at once.

Traffic there really does feel like someone took the rulebook, shredded it, and somehow ended up with a system that still works. Here’s your cleaned-up version, no fuss, no rewrites of your meaning: My translator was accompanied by a young, beautiful woman. The three of us got in a taxi and began the long ride to the agency house. It was raining, so traffic was even slower than usual. The first thing I noticed was how different the driving is compared to the U.S. Most of the vehicles on the road are taxis or motorcycles, with the occasional truck or bus. The cars are all small. And everyone drives like they’re in the Indy 500 with no lanes. It looks completely chaotic, yet somehow orderly at the same time. It seems like no one follows any traffic laws, but everyone pays close attention to each other and is much more respectful about letting people merge.

I arrived late to the house and had only a few minutes before my first introduction. The first thing I learned was that they had been having a hard time finding dates for me because of two issues:

1. I have four daughters.

2. I answered NO to the religion question.

My first introduction was with 11 beautiful ladies. It was an awesome but intimidating experience. I sat down and immediately realized that I was not prepared at all. I had spent all my spare time trying to learn Spanish and very little thinking of questions to ask the women. Thankfully, my translator was wonderful and came up with many questions for them.

The real goal of the introductions is to determine whether you and the ladies want to have a second, individual date together. You get the best results by asking your deal-breaker questions early to rule out women who are unlikely to be long-term matches. Fun questions also help you see whether there is any chemistry. It’s important to ask both types.

When the introduction was over, they took a group photo and whisked me away to ask which women I wanted to see again. At the same time, the ladies indicated whether they wanted to see me again.

I ended up choosing 5 of the 11 for a second date. I chose a few who were less physically attractive but with whom I felt more connection. And I did not choose several who were more attractive but with whom I felt less connection or incompatibility with my deal-breakers. Overall, it’s best to err on the side of having more dates at this stage.

I then went to a late dinner with the woman from the introduction who I liked most. She was the only name I remembered of the 11, but I’ll call her Snow White. Snow White and I had a wonderful time at dinner. We talked and talked and felt very comfortable together. We had a lot in common. She was very patient with my poor Spanish and with using a Spanish/English dictionary. She even taught me to dance a little at the restaurant. The only thing I noticed was that she seemed reluctant to touch.

Day 2

I started the morning with breakfast with a new woman. We ate at a more American-style restaurant. She was nice, but there were no sparks.

I came back to the agency house for an introduction with one woman. I’ll call her Cinderella. I arrived late and had little time with her, but she impressed me. She was a very beautiful, responsible, and mature woman, and we shared some interests. I said I wanted to see her again.

Next, I had a date with a woman from the night before. She was less attractive, but I had felt a spark. We had a long, pleasant conversation. She mentioned she was hungry and suggested a restaurant she wanted to go to. My translator and I took her there. It was fancy—too fancy—and much more expensive than I expected. She seemed very interested in me, but I didn’t feel the same toward her, and her pushing for an upscale restaurant left a bad taste in my mouth.

I came back for another group introduction with three beautiful ladies. I had spent some time preparing questions and reviewing Jamie’s site, and I felt more confident. I had a fun time with this introduction, but again there were no sparks or shared goals.

Then I had an introduction with another new woman. No sparks or interest. So far, I was still most excited about Snow White.

Later, I went to the mall to meet Ariel. As soon as I got out of the cab, she wrapped her arm around mine. It felt amazing. We walked around the mall and had a great conversation. Ariel was a resourceful woman who knew how to take care of herself. We had a lot in common and she seemed like she would be an excellent wife. She was very affectionate and clearly interested in me. On the ride home, she initiated a kiss. It was wonderful.

That evening, I went to the movies with Snow White. It was great to see her again, but after the long night of talking before, neither of us could think of much to say. I was exhausted from meeting so many women and was starting to have trouble keeping them straight. I still liked Snow White and felt a spark. During the movie, I put my arm around her and we held hands. She seemed really into the movie. I was hoping for a kiss, but it never felt like the right moment.

Day 3

I had breakfast with another new woman. She was serious and responsible, but she didn’t seem interested in me.

I then had lunch with Cinderella. It was at another fancy place with great Colombian food, but a bit more than I wanted to spend for a second date. My translator chose it. I had a wonderful time with Cinderella. I felt totally comfortable with her and never ran out of things to talk about, unlike with Snow White. She asked why I wanted a second date and what I liked about her. I told her I appreciated how responsible and mature she was and how we shared interests. She seemed happy I didn’t focus on her body, as many men she had dated only commented on her looks.

Next, I had a date with Belle. She was sweet and innocent. We went to the park, but it rained, so we walked around the mall instead. We had fun communicating with Google Translate and my dictionary whenever my translator stepped away. She was beautiful, sweet, and very inexperienced in relationships. I told my translator I liked her but worried I might overwhelm her. My translator encouraged me to keep seeing her, so I did.

Later, I went to another mall with Ariel. When we got in the cab, she gave me a gift—a magnet with a romantic message and a card declaring her love for me. It felt creepy and almost stalker-like. I was so bothered by it that even my translator asked if I was okay. I continued the date anyway. We had dinner and a heartfelt conversation about her past. It touched me and made me want to continue the date. She then came to the agency house and watched a movie with me in my room. We kissed a little, but then she questioned me about kissing other women. She seemed upset about me dating others and pressured me to choose only her. We stopped kissing and finished the movie.

Day 4

The morning started with a trip to a fancy hotel pool with Cinderella. The hotel offered a swimming or swimming-plus-breakfast package. None of us were very hungry, so I chose the cheaper option. But by the end of the swim, we were hungry and ended up ordering lunch—more expensive, making my earlier choice pointless. Swimming with Cinderella was fun. I felt very comfortable with her and loved being a gentleman—holding doors, kissing her hand, saying sweet things. She melted each time.

Next, I went to the zoo with Snow White. It was her first time ever at a zoo, and she was excited to see the animals. But she didn’t seem very interested in me. I kept trying to hold her hand, but she drifted away. I still felt a connection, but she showed almost no affection.

I returned to the house for an introduction with two new ladies. Both were nice, and I wanted to see them again.

Belle came over afterward, and we spent time in my room playing Uno. I showed her photos of my family, and she showed me some of hers. We had a great time and really connected.

I had dinner with a woman I had met earlier that afternoon. I was exhausted and couldn’t remember anything about her. I kept asking the same questions as before. I felt terrible. I apologized for being tired and mentally exhausted and told her I still wanted to see her again.

Day 5

The morning began with Cinderella coming over. We went to the grocery store to buy food. She was very natural and affectionate, holding my hand and enjoying my company. Back at the house, I made her an omelet. I loved how she helped prepare the food. She was very impressed with breakfast, and we held hands almost the entire time. Then we went to my room and exchanged family photos and chatted using Google Translate. It was wonderful.

Next, I went with my translator and another staff member to meet women at the mall. They wanted me to point out anyone I liked so they could approach her and arrange a date. I didn’t see anyone who caught my eye. I realized I was less comfortable with that approach than I expected, and my standards had risen after having strong connections with Snow White, Cinderella, Ariel, and Belle.

Belle then came over again. I asked her to teach me to dance, but she didn’t want to, so we just talked using Google Translate. I felt more attracted to her than before. The date ended early because another introduction was scheduled and Belle had arrived late.

I had a single introduction with a woman who wasn’t a match, followed by an introduction with two more women. Both were nice, but neither was a match.

Before my next date, I had dinner with my translator at a small, amazing place with fantastic food.

Later, I met Cinderella at the movies. She arrived with a co-worker, whom I met, and then she and I went into the movie alone. We snuggled quite a bit, but halfway through she called the translator and said she was tired, didn’t like the movie, and wanted to go home. I was confused because she kept holding my hand and showing interest. I went with it. When she dropped me off, she seemed ready for a kiss, so I leaned in and we shared a brief but very tender kiss.

Day 6

Cinderella came over again in the morning. We went to the grocery store for breakfast ingredients. She was immediately affectionate, holding my hand and kissing me. Several people had advised me not to narrow things down to one woman on the first trip—better to return home still dating two or three so I could see how distance affected the relationships and then decide on the second trip. I agreed with that advice and intended to follow it. But that morning, Cinderella melted my heart. I fell completely in love with her. By the time we returned from the grocery store, I told my translator to cancel all my other dates and introductions.

When we came back to the house, Cinderella made empanadas. They were utterly amazing. I ate three. I fell even more in love with her watching her cook, so gentle, putting so much care into making food. While we were eating breakfast, I told Cinderella that I had canceled all of my other dates and that I wanted to be novio/novia. She was very excited and said yes.

We spent the rest of the morning watching movies, making out, and talking via Google Translate. She then made a very delicious lunch. We ate together and then she went to work.

I spent the afternoon running some errands, including getting a bouquet of flowers for her. She was totally blown away when I gave them to her.

That night, we went to meet her family. It was a long drive to a not-so-good neighborhood, so the agency used a special cab driver they trusted, and he stayed with us to drive us home. Meeting her family was very nice. It meant a lot that she felt good enough about me to introduce me to them. But it was also very awkward. I had never seen poverty like that firsthand, and I was worried about putting my foot in my mouth, so I had a hard time coming up with things to say. Even so, it was a good visit. Her sisters seemed very excited and interested in meeting me. Her mother seemed more apprehensive and reserved. Her grandparents didn’t seem to notice me at all.

Day 7

Cinderella came first thing in the morning and we went to the zoo. She was constantly holding my hand and was very comfortable with my arm around her. Before we left, she showed me a bunch of photos from her childhood. It was really sweet. Then she had to go to work.

I met her during her break, when she needed to get her hair and nails done for work. It wasn’t much of an “activity,” but I wanted to spend every moment I could with her. She had mentioned being reluctant for me to see her with her hair messy, so I expected just to see her in the cab and drop her off. But then she took my hand and brought me inside.

I sat and watched as she got her hair and nails done. We talked a little when we could and held hands when we could. As I was sitting there, I suddenly realized I didn’t know whether I was expected to pay for this, and neither did my translator. We were now boyfriend and girlfriend, and I was there with her, but we had never discussed it one way or the other. I didn’t know what the expectation was, so I just waited.

When she was done, Cinderella quickly and discreetly grabbed her purse and paid for it herself. She never brought up the idea of me paying and didn’t give the staff time to point to me.

We then went back to the agency house to my room for a while. We talked a little and made out a little. I continued to be a gentleman and kept my hands in neutral places like her back and stomach. It felt passionate, but I still felt she wasn’t ready for a more physical relationship. She went to work again, and I spent the afternoon resting.

She came over again after work and tried to teach me to dance. It was a lot of fun, but I was really bad at it. My translator then went home and left us alone together for the night. We danced a little more. When I was tired of dancing, she sat me on the couch and danced a few songs for me to watch. It was simply amazing. She is a fantastic dancer, and I could see the love in her eyes. I was really hoping she would spend the night.

We then sat and chatted on Google Translate, and she showed me more Colombian dances on YouTube. She eventually called a cab to go home, and we sat on the couch holding each other until it arrived.

She asked the fare, and it was 6,000 pesos. The smallest bill I had was a 10,000-peso note. I gave it to her and said goodnight. She shook her head no, got the change from the driver, and then handed the change back to me.

Day 8

Cinderella and I went to breakfast in the morning. We ate at a small café with seating on the sidewalk. The breakfast was amazing, but both of our eyes were bigger than our stomachs, and we ended up with a full plate of leftovers. Cinderella looked around for a beggar to give the food to, but there was no one nearby, so we held onto it.

We then went to a photo shop to copy one of her childhood photos that I liked. While we were there, we had a photo of the two of us taken. It turned out incredible. The photographer was such an artist and created the best photo I’ve ever had taken. Then she went to work.

I spent the afternoon waiting and resting. That night, we went out to eat at the fine dining restaurant where she works. It was fun to see her co-workers taking turns coming over to shake my hand and meet me. She works in a nice place with some good people.

After dinner, she came over to the house and the translator went home. I wondered again if she would spend the night. We kissed some more, but I remained a gentleman. We talked a little, and then I held her for a while as we listened to romantic music. After a few songs, she went home.

Day 9
Cinderella came over again in the morning. I took her into my room alone and recited some very romantic Spanish phrases I had learned. I then gave her a teddy bear and told her to watch over my heart while I was gone. She melted. She was so happy.

We then went to the beach, which was very relaxing. We sat and enjoyed the breeze and the waves while we had breakfast. We walked through the surf a little and took a few pictures. As we were leaving, she filled two glasses with seawater. I was perplexed. She came back with them, motioned for my feet, and then proceeded to wash them off. I was totally blown away and fell even more in love with her. We then went shopping to get some things she needed for work. She bought shoes, underwear, and jewelry without ever asking me for money. We dropped her off at work.

She came over again that night. It was our last night together. I was really hoping she would spend the night. We did the usual: made out a little, talked using Google Translate. I never felt the right moment, so I kept my hands from being too adventurous. When it was time to go, she tried calling a cab. After four calls, there was still no answer. So I took a chance and told her that if she couldn’t get a cab, she was welcome to stay with me, and that I would sleep on the couch so she wouldn’t feel uncomfortable. But she said that wouldn’t be right, and eventually she got hold of a cab.

I felt like an idiot. I got very little sleep, worrying that I had ruined it and fearing that I had been too forward.

Day 10

I awoke early for the flight back to the U.S. We picked up Cinderella at her house so she could come with me to the airport. We kissed a little, but mostly just held each other the whole ride. She came in with me and stayed until I passed through security. I read her a few lines in Spanish that I had written, telling her how much I loved her and that I would be back soon. We kissed goodbye and I went through security.

Conclusions

My journey was a thousand times better than I ever hoped it would be. I honestly expected not to find anyone. I hoped that I’d find a woman who was sweet, reasonably good looking, and wanted to marry me, but I never thought I would find such a deep connection.

It does sound crazy to have such strong feelings so fast. And while I am not yet ready to marry Cinderella, I can’t stop thinking about her. Since my return, we have exchanged about ten emails and four phone calls, which is hard with my poor Spanish. I already have my second trip booked in October and can’t wait to see her again.

My advice to beginners starting their own journey: Go! It is so worth it.

Colombian food is simply amazing, way better than the processed crap most Americans eat. It’s the second thing I miss most about Colombia.

Definitely use Jamie’s service. It is absolutely amazing and worth every penny. They make you feel totally safe and cared for. The translators are great and not only translate the language, but are also amazing guides to the culture and to the women themselves. It works out great when you go to the bathroom and they can get the inside scoop from the ladies without making it look like you are asking.

Expect to spend more than you think, mostly because you pay for all the taxis. When a date comes over, you pay for her taxi. When you go places, you pay. When your date goes home, you pay for her taxi. It’s totally justified, just a larger expense than I thought. I planned for $100 U.S. a day but ended up spending about $200 U.S. a day. I found the first couple of days the most expensive because they had the most dates.

Don’t be cheap. It ruins your time and makes you look bad. You don’t have to eat at all the expensive restaurants, but an occasional one won’t kill you. You only live once, and if you find love, any amount in the world is worth it.

Ten days is a bit short. I was extremely lucky to find someone. If I did it again, I’d stay for at least 16 days for a first trip.

Learn Spanish! The ladies all got super excited if you spoke Spanish. Everyone I met was always so much friendlier and more excited to talk with you if you even attempted to speak in Spanish. It is a huge advantage when seeking a wife there.

Be a gentleman. I came with the misconception that Colombian women would all be very sexually aggressive and ready to hop into bed with anyone. But the women I met were all very reserved when it came to affection at first. Cinderella even mentioned that I was the only person she had ever kissed before becoming boyfriend and girlfriend. By being a gentleman, you set yourself apart from all of the Colombian men who chase beautiful women only for sex and their bodies. If you are genuinely interested in them for their inner qualities, they will melt in your hands.

Good luck to you all in your journeys!

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