Bogota, Colombia

I wasn´t sure if I was in China or South America. So many similarities here in Bogota….in neither place could I communicate at all when I first arrived.  The weather is similar, with a damp cold constantly gnawing at your bones in the open air hostel.  There seems to be no place to go to [...]

Countdown to Colombia

I felt the sharp prick of the needle pierce into my muscle. With a quick push of her thumb, the nurse emptied a syringe full of bad guys, in this case an active dose of Yellow Fever, right into my bloodstream. Lucky for me, she was good and it was over before I knew it. [...]

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