So, I made it. No plane crashes, bus pileups or issues of note.
What IS of note however:
1. I am not as tall or as pale as I originally thought I would be (by comparison, that is--I still have yet to procure a tan.)
2. People here are nice--once you start to talk to them.
3. I am a complete jackass for coming here without speaking even rudimentary Spanish.
4. There aren't single people here. EVERYONE is in love; age 9 to 90. And they´re not shy about expressing it either; vocally and... physically.
5. Things that are everywhere: ice cream (helado,) cellphone calls (minutos, a person--13 yearold or 80 yearold, doesn´t matter, has about 5 cellphones chained to their fannypack, and sells calls for 200 pesos) fruit (deserving of its own blog entry entirely... You have no idea the stuff that grows on trees around here,) puppies (mostly well cared for, and friendly,) Austrailians (no idea?) scooters/motorcycles (with a deathwish, you`d assume with the way people drive here, but since everyone is driving like maniacs and expecting all others to do the same, there are surprisingly few crashes) and buses. Oh the buses. Large ones, small ones, nice ones; I have yet to ride a bus with a chicken on it, but I`ve still got 2 months to go...
Currently, I am in San Gil, about 6 (okay, 9) hours outside Bogota. This is where we are staying. I may or may not be paragliding tomorrow... Don´t worry.
More to come.
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