¿Donde Estamos?

30 hours later... my brain did a bit of a flicker and i ended up in Columbia.... Not that ecuador is bad or anything, i just got curious.

Bogatonian Pigeons

Columbias got the best buses ever.... you get to witness huge semi´s flipped over right next to a drop off to hell and a silly man with a fishing rod curiously looking on as though he thinks he´s useful in some way. Stopped three times in 22 hours and got to eat a corn bun thing that tasted like some cardboard i left out in the rain. People seem to respond well when i say Soy de Canada, no mi gusta el frio.... and when i say people i mean claire, the new zealander sitting next to me the whole time. I think the people i´m travelling with are looking for a cork big enough to shut me up... i´m the disabled retard smiling on pretending like i know why everyone is laughing... even laughing in spanish is different ¡¡¡Jajajaja!!!

Bogota, Colombia

I´m missing a lot of faces. I keep having strange dreams about random people I know doing VERY strange things.... Everyone keeps saying that it´s the malaria pills, but I like to think that it´s my blooming imagination.

Bogota, Colombia

People are a lot more attractive in Columbia... and when I say people, I´m talking about big fake tits because apperantly everyone goes to Columbia to get a pair... I haven´t seen any yet, but I did imagine our receptionist with a set of them although I think he´s a lot better off without.

Oh yeah and then there´s that cocaine stuff everyone keeps mentioning.... I was afraid of getting kidnapped and sent to a plantation to be a naked slave worker.... but i think the kidnapper would probably have a tougher time understanding my sign language then he would my spanish.... how the fuck are you suppose to ask for an extra plate without literally dumping your food out on your lap and pointing at your plate?!?!

... i´m suppose to be checking my budget right now. I don´t think it exists anymore, so i´m planning on going from pink to brown eventually. I think I´ve burned in every city so far... my nose looks like it´s giving birth to a new species of skin color.

Favorite part so far: hitching a ride in the back of a truck, that´s been built to house cattle, to the border.

Heading to the Colombian border