Bogota T-minus-6 and counting
I’m a little afraid of how this week is stacking up. Plenty of work, as there is no rest for the wicked. But also time with friends and packing and being sure to pile...
Bye Bye, Bogota
These are my friends on the way to work. They’re usually asleep. There’s about six more, and they all hang out around the food carts. I can’t imagine why, the frying oil smells like...