Just a few things thatd I`d like to add to past posts and some interesting new things. One: When i said I signed up for a four day Machu Pichu trek, thats not true. I was woken up by Irish Dan one morning...afternoon... after an epic drinking night and was informed that I would be hiking with him to Machu Pichu. Although still drunk, and slightly annoyed, at being woken up and being told I had to walk places. I couldn`t be happier at this point that Dan had done that. The trek turned out to be on of the coolest things I have done in South America. Machu Pichu is well worth one of the seven wonder of the world titles. Two: with regard to the "Death Road" bike ride outside of La Paz. I have met an extraordinary number or people who have been mildly or severly injured while doing it. Myself and my group were extremely lucky to get away from it. There will be more points later...onto some observations that I have been having lately or for a while.
South American pop music and music they play on bus rides is all crap. WE had to watch a music video with a guy dancing in a back yard wearing zebra striped pants and a under armor top sing the words "gracias seƱor" while shuffling back and forth for 20 mintues. I almost committed a hate crime. Groups of teenagers are more dangerous then a single reasonably scary looking adult. Getting sliced by a knife is not as glamarous as it seems in the movies, and it will bleed more than you think. Colombia is expensive, quite expensive. For a country that is barely on the tourist map, and doesn`t have a particulary wealthy populace , everything seems to be more expensive here than in other countries. Bogota is not the best place I`ve been. Ask Mike about it? The moral of the story do not accept drinks from Colombians you recently met or bartenders. I know, I know, you are thinking "good work dumbass." Listen nothing has ever gone wrong before. However, on that particular Saturday night, I ended up in a police station begging for a ride home. I was put in a police van, and driven back to my hostel. It was not a direct ride. The Bogota police decided it would be fun to drop the Gringo, me, off in every ghetto between where I was and my hostel. There were six of them. I counted. They forced me out and would then drive around for a little while before coming back and finding me. This was not a fun game. I dont know why, but they though it was the greatest thing ever. All I know is that night, which started off with some rum and a few games of bowling ended in sheer terror and mayhem. Welcome to Bogota. If you are wondering...Mike`s night was not that much better then mine, considering he cant remeber any of it. Thats just a little of Colombia for you to keep you interested.
Oh yeah, the title of this blog entry comes from the fact that in the bathroom of our room in Cali, the sink and mirror were in the shower on the same side of the wall as the shower which had no shower head. That was a new one or me. The no shower head thing is not uncommon the sink in the shower totally new. I guess you can save money on piping. Which costs 6 cents a foot. Its a big investment I guess. Maybe if everything else wasnt so expensive in this country they could move the sink out of the shower. It was new and interesting tho. Finally, if you ever come to South America, and a hostel or hotel, I use that word loosely, says they have hot water and/or water pressure, dont believe them. I have taken some very cold very weak showers in some very cold places. Its not fun. Oh yeah, make sure you pack a towel on your backpacking travels as well. I didnt. Im tired of drying myself with a T-shirt.
Sorry this entry is a little scatter brained, but there are people waiting for the computer and I felt I owed everyone some Colombian info. Like I always say there will be more later
Friday, March 14, 2008
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Dear Alex,
that whole "shower/sink/bathroom" mix is not new to me. we all had sinks in our bedrooms freshman year which everyone used as bathrooms, and i wouldn't put it past some peopl to have tried to shower in it too.
Seriously tho - i need to hear about this "forgotten night" where u ended up in the ghetto. Howd you even end up at a police station in the first place? haha maybe not the 1st time ive asked you that. lets just say that after you get back from this trip, you will never again be able to find a place on this continent where you feel "out of place." like even the dirtiest slums of detroit or the most violent parts of b'more. you'll just say "hey listen ive fought off (unsuccessfully) 8 angry brazilian teenagers at once so i dont need to take crap from some american hoboe." or you could just start rattling off 8 different dialects of spanish and just scare the hell of the guy.
holler at me soon my hostel-hopping friend. get back to ny so we can go to dorrians or some trash like taht and we'll really get you in your true element.
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