Bogotá: The 1 and 2/3 Mile High City

For breakfast this morning I accidentally ate horse. I thought the word caballo sounded familiar, and it wasn’t till after I had eaten a couple bites when I remembered what it meant. I’ve never had horse before, and despite being tougher than my sandals it actually didn’t taste half bad. If I wasn’t as hungover …

A Beginning

After what seemed like years (but was actually only about four days), I am preparing to leave my families house in Bonita Springs, Florida and embark on another journey to a country many people are urging me not to go to.