Bogota is the capital city of Colombia sitting on a 3000 meter altitude filled with history and culture. I exited the plane feeling extremely weak, light headed and dizzy. I was also sick as a dog and did not have much control over my brain and body. Later I found out that the altitute change has caused my body to have difficulty adjusting to the low oxygen level…I also realized that not a single person speaks English in this city. I crawled into my bed in this 400 year old building, cold, alone and very scared. This was the first time I questioned my decision to come here. I thought about going back to Canada.. I missed my mother and her touch so much.. I couldnt believe what I had done.
I woke up in the morning to the smell of some incredible Colombian coffee being held by one beautiful Colombian lady who also brought me soup and some cold medicine. I sat in my bed looking at this amazing architecture, still confused as to where I was….
I found a friend who took me around Bogota. After an hour of walking in this breath taking city, I was jumping up and down on the streets and hugging my friend, telling him that I am now living in a complete fantasy world.. so islated from the current time and back 400 years.. surrounded with warm smiles and people who´d do anything to help me. So colorful are the buildings and so old and well preserved. The plaza looks like a hollywood scene, except it is real and has thousands and thousands of birds hanging out in it. The feeling I got while being in this town was unreal. The coziness and the warm of this culture, its people and history has never been matched with anything else I have seen. South East Asia has nothing on this.
In the last week, I realized that traveling makes you the person you have always wanted to be but never had a chance to. Your smiles goes a hundred miles and your positive energy attracts you to positive people. You act differently, dress differently, talk differenty and feel different. With no worries in your mind and an entire strange world to explore, you wake up every day never excepting things and never having a routine. Life only gets better and people only become more warm and friendly.
I met a Colombian 18 year old who reminded me of how fresh my brain used to be and how simple life was when I was his age. He was from the United States but Colombian by blood. When I told him that this is the most amazing country I have ever visited, I saw tears in his eyes. This country is so misunderstood. I want to stand on top of the world and yell an apology to Colombia for ever thinking that it was any less amazing than it truely is.
I flew to a secluded Island that comes closest to Paradise. This little secret of the Carrebean is filled with Dolphins, friendly sharks and sting rays all over. The people dance on the streets and sit on the beach avenue every night, taking in the breeze and listening to Raggeaton and having delicious beer. Two of my friends from Canada are flying in today and I can not wait to spend a week with them.
I dont have much time say anything else, but please look at the pictures because they do a way better job than I could ever do…
Adios Amigos.
