The Columbian

One of my greatest friends moved out to Hawaii two years ago and I visit her often. Since we just got the first snowfall here in IL all I can think of is wanting to go back to the warm sunshine and beach! However, the thought of Hawaii also reminds me that on my last trip I had to deal with The Columbian.

I met The Columbian earlier in the year when I visited my close friend. The second to last day I was there we had a big party on the beach and enjoyed some Paddle Boarding. The Columbian and I sat on the boards and talked for what seemed like hours. Later that night we conveniently were set up on a date by our friends. We tried to go Salsa dancing but pretty much made it to the beach to make out and then went back to his place. What can I say...he's a latin lover and you have to expect these things. I obviously had a great time and after I left Hawaii we talked on the phone almost every day. Now, The Columbian almost made this blog months ago for his ENDLESS complaining but he learned to control that after I set him straight that I didn't sign up for that. See, The Columbian, as with any latin lover, has a history of family issues and relationship issues. He's basically a hot mess. But you don't ever actually date latin lovers, you just have fun. It's a mutual understanding that you each give each other attention but there is no actual commitment. It's supposed to be a very mature understanding between two people but on this last visit two months ago, The Columbian got it all wrong and acted like a complete asshole in the process.

So I'm in Hawaii for a week and it's going great! The Columbian and I are talking, hanging out and sleeping together. No complaints there. Each giving each other mutual attention. However, a few days before I left something abruptly changed. The Columbian invited all of us to the beach where he proceeded to ignore me and in general seemed annoyed I was even there. A little weird to ignore me when he was the one who invited me and mutual friends, but I ignored it cause frankly I don't care...this isn't a relationship. Things blew up later that night at a Halloween party when every guy at the bar was talking to me except for The Columbian. A little confused at the back and forth behavior because remember, with latin lovers the expectation is having mutual attention. So I bring this up to The Columbian and he brushes it off, gives me attention and later blames his ADHD (really.). The day I leave I notice his Facebook status has changed to "It's Official" and when I arrive back in IL his relationship status changes to "In a Relationship." Gotta love Facebook for giving you the straight answers when you're under the impression that your latin lover is mature to do it in person. See, the thing is, I don't care if The Columbian is in a relationship. In fact, I want him to be in any relationship as long as it's not with me. I just care that he's upfront and tells me, which is part of the agreement that he forgot. Good news is I can walk away and blog about it. At least I'm not the new girlfriend that has no idea he was sleeping with someone else hours before it was "official."