The Rock Hostel

I’ve been staying at The Rock Hostel for a couple of weeks. I like it here. Good social vibe. There’s many nationalities here: Peruvian, Argentine, French, English, American, Colombian, Italian, Brazilian, even Japanese. I checked in on December 31st and we went out to a lookout point next to a statue of Jesus to watch the fireworks. I got really drunk and had a good time. I didn’t really want to go out and just kinda got corralled into the taxi. 

El Truco

En la calle, mujer me dio dinero. Yo observaba un juego “esconder un objecto debajo uno de tres cubiertos. Una taza. Una persona jugo y ganó dinero. Fue una mujer. Yo estaba dentro de la multitude y ella volteó para ver y me dio un poco de dinero como 5 mil. Yo lo rechazo y ella trataba de convencer que yo lo tomara. Pensé que tal vez fue un truco y me fui. 

El Trabajito

I got accepted, finally for the embassy job, which I’ve been trying to get for at least 6 years. Now I have to go back to the States to prepare for the ‘call’, which I could get at any time. My money is almost all gone. I may have to borrow from family members. Yet, this job is going to be life changing. I will earn more money than I’ve ever earned. And the increase isn’t gradual. It’ll be night and day. From penniless to hefty pay checks.

Un Año en los Andes

My time is almost done here in Colombia. It’ll be un año next month. I don’t know how honest I want to be with myself. I could have had a lot better time in Colombia. My first 6 months were in Bogota, the 2nd in Medellin. I really want to do better next time. To be more social. Initiate the convo. I did meet many people here and I enjoyed riding my motorcycle through the mountains. I will always miss it.  

Conclusion:

Sometimes you are surprised that you can’t get off the merry-go-round.