05.24 // South America // Days 5-7
Day 5 [a time of reflection]
Late start. Breakfast at the bakery. No set plans for today. Perfect. Lots of writing. Gather thoughts for blog update. Call mom. No answer. Call dad. 6 minute conversation. Call mom again. Guess she doesn’t want to talk. Chicken for lunch courtesy of Jon. Conversation/Reflection in living room. Walk around the neighborhood. Special BBQ for dinner. Matt is grillmaster. “Your daddy drives a taxi and my daddy drives a tractor!” Walk to store for beers. Can’t believe it is our 5th night in Columbia.
Day 6 [parque arvy]
Cold shower. Morning devotion. Jon woke/shook Matt up. He didn’t like that. Bakery for breakfast. Workers are getting to know us. People greet each other in the street. Man helps older lady into a taxi. Kids play futbol in the streets. Where am I? Off to Parque Arvy (a park outside the city). Metro. Cable-cars. 6 mile hike. Mud. Saul is wearing flip-flops. Finally here. Sketchy zip-line with hand brake. Thunderstorm. Hide under umbrella. Military man with grenade launcher hangs on side of our bus. Long trek back to house. Jon shakes water from tree with Matt standing under it. I jump on a branch to do the same. The branch breaks. Land on my back. Hard. 2 pain meds. Good one austin. Unauthentic chinese for dinner. Medellin night life here we come. Crazy night. Go to sleep sweaty.
Day 7 [the day of rest]
Girls get 6 dollar manicures and pedicures on back patio. Coco-crispies for breakfast. No itinerary for today. Martha points to the broom. I sweep the house. Jon makes fun of me. Ice cream shop. Doaa is kinda excited. Metro to downtown. Stop at ATM. Get excited for a second because i think i have a lot of money in my account. Then i realized the remaining balance left is in pesos (1880 pesos = 1 USD). See ducks in the park. Dance in the city to live band. Long trek home. Getting used to transportation systems. Medellin futbol game at the bar. Dinner in the streets. Doaa and Matt play rock, paper, scissors. Luisa stays the night in the hospital with grandfather. Boy in striped pajamas with spanish subtitles. Say good-bye to Sara (she will be off to work before we leave for Quito). We all go to sleep. Saul doesn’t. Leave for our 24 hour journey to Quito tommorow. Leaving late in the afternoon to arrive at sketchy border early in the morning. Should be quite the experience.