La Mujer y La Geografia

Went to lunch with the host family today. I ate Sancocho, which is a typical soup of Tolima, and delish. Yucca, platano, potato, and avocado in side, and rice and chicken on the side, with an arepa. Tastey indeed. The menu at the restaurant had a random paragraph on the back about women and geography, that translates to:

From 13 to 18 she is like Latin America: in full development

From 19 to 25 she is like Asia: half virgin, half explored

From 26 to 35 she is like Africa: hot but a liar

From 36 to 45 she is like Europe: destroyed but interesting

From 46 to 55 she is like the US: purely technical

From 56 to 65 she is like Russia: pure tale

From 66 to 70 she is like Australia: it is known where she is, but nobody wants to go

From 71 on she is like the UN: she exists but does nothing

After lunch Amalia bought something called gelatina de pata, which I made the mistake of asking what it was: cow foot, processed. Now I know that gummy bears have the same contents, but from horses, but for some reason I couldn't help but gag when I took a bite. I didn't take a second....