There is no China Town in Medellin Colombia
But that hasn’t stopped me from looking for Chinese. Apparently others are looking for Chinos too. Like this kid.
Tim and I were were taking a stroll of the stadium are and found a shop selling jogging pants. I happened to want jogging pants and decided to stop to check them out. That’s when this kid showed up.
He seemed a little confused when I asked him to slow down so that I could understand. He was further confused when I explained that I don’t speak much spanish. The man who sold me the pants explained to the youngster that we were foreigners. The kid excitedly announced “Chinos!”
“Ha, no Americano” the old man explained.
The kid looked shocked and stared for a minute. Then he hopped on his bike and started to ride off. After about 30 feet he turned around and stared for another minute or two before riding off completely dumbstruck. Welcome to Medellin Colombia!
Tim’s formal introduction
If you’ve been following my blog for a while, you may remember Tim from my Nicaragua trip. Well, he’s here with me in Medellin Colombia and has decided he wants to share some of his travel stories. I’ve happily added him as a contributor here at ThisGringoTravels.com