I often get rides from engineers, normally driving long distances to reach a project they're to work on. Like this morning, where my first ride was with two middle-aged men who were endearingly excited about passing their long journey to work by interrogating (in a friendly manner, of course) a random foreign lady. These two chaps were hilarious and for the two hours I was in the car with them we didn't stop chatting. They even took me for breakfast, where I struggled to get down a bowl of rib soup, a plate of scrambled eggs, another plate of thick fried cheesy pancakes, a hot chocolate which came with a slab of cheese and a croissant. This was another lesson in how Colombians can eat in vast quantities! And if I leave the ordering up to them, I'm waddling out of the restaurant with some leftovers.
Elder proclaimed that Ramón's true name was Zapato de Oro, which means The Golden Shoe, because of his to-die-for talent in salsa dancing. Unfortunately, I never got to see whether Ramón could live up to such a title. But if I had to guess, appearance is probably deceiving and he's a ferocious demon on the dance floor.
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