As we touched down in Bogotá, I gathered my things. I don't like to check baggage; I packed everything in a carry-on duffel bag and a knock-off Camelbak. I have to admit I had a pang of nervousness, mostly about immigration, and the possibility of needing a 99-day visa (I was approved by the universidad for a 1-month student visa, my return flights are 99 days from my date of entry, meaning I had 69 days unaccounted for).
The first thing I noticed when I stepped off the plane was the Perfect temperature. The second thing, I have to say, was the beautiful women. Almost everyone had absolutely stunning eyes. I joined up with Johnnie and Juan Pablo (it turns out these were their real names). We stood in the long line for immigration and chit-chatted. Johnnie described the girls very well: 'smoldering eyes'. Si.
Juan Pablo asked me what I was doing in Colombia, and I told him about my arrangement with mi tia, and my plans for bouncing around the country. Johnnie expounded on their own 'plan without a plan' to spend a month mingling with and interviewing the locals from different classes, and hopefully coming away with enough material to form a thesis project. Juan is majoring in Journalism, and Johnnie in Political Science.
Apparently a former president of Colombia was on the same flight as us, and there was a slight hubub as he passed through for immigration.
At the baggage claim, Juan asked what my plans were and I told him I was going to find a hostel close to the airport.
'...well, if you want, you can come with us. My grandmother lives here in Bogotá, it's not close, but it's free.'
"uh. Well, I fly out tomorrow at 5. If I could get back here in time to get minutes on my phone and stuff--"
'oh yeah, easy. 5pm?'
"yes."
'yeah totally. Her house is only about a 20 minute ride'.
"awesome. Well... If it's not immposing, that would be great."
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