Habitel Hotel Bogota

... wie z.B. Granadillas. Man bricht si ein der Mitte auf und innen sind dann die Kerne in so ner schlabbrigen Fluessigkeit! Aber sehr lecker! (-&gt; Fotos) Weiter hinten in der Halle kamen dann aber die Fleisch- und Fischstände und man kann bei manchen fast zusehn wie sie die Tiere schlachten! Da hängen ganze halbe Schweine rum usw. und es riecht auch entsprechend &#8211; aber gut, war trotzdem interessant!<br> Heute geh ich wahrscheinlich mit ein paar ...

... alle so früh auf und gehen studieren deswegen sind sie um 10 rum k.o. Und ich muss deswegen leise sein, weil meine Tür nicht hoch genug ist. Hört sich wahrscheinlich komisch an&#8230;! Also über der Tür sind noch ca. 30 cm Platz und deswegen können Meriya und Patricia, die nebenan sind und gar keine(!) Türe haben, mich hören. Es ist ja bei den meisten kolumbianischen Familien, die auch meistens katholisch eher konservativ sind, so, dass ein Mädchen nie alleine mit einem Jungen ...

... and made our way to the nearby town of Caija. There we ate lunch, we took a menu of the day option in one of the side streets which is something we have grown used to now, Soup, followed by a large plate of meat, rice, some vegetables and fried banana, along with a cup of juice.<br><br>We were there for about an hour and a half, looking around the craft shops before we reboarded the train and headed back to Bogota. As we entered ...

... style, which is the same as every where else except you get a lump of cheese on the side to mix in the chocolate ( I've seen them drink it man ).<br><br>The next night we met some of Francys friends and went salsa dancing. I'm really bad at dancing and normally watch from the side lines but with the aid of couple of beers the rhythm really got to me and I up was and dancing ( I would like to say with everyone else but they seemed to be dancing to a different beat ). Maja was ...

... I might lose my sanity, right then and there. I choked back a scream and some unreasonable tears, borne of pure exhaustion and frustration, and gathered my strength for the next 8 hours... I had no choice.<br><br>We finally arrived in Ibague at 2am, made a quick and smooth transition to a much quieter and more comfortable bus to Bogota, and slept like babies until we finally rolled into Bogota in the wee hours of the morning... 28 hours after the start of our long and exhausting journey.

... betoveren mij en verleiden mij in haar richting te komen. Het is ikzelf die probeert te denken dat er een reden of een doel is. Maar ik weet reeds lange tijd dat mijn doelen en dromen net zo beneveld zijn als ikzelf. Misschien is het wel de versmelting van innerlijke en uiterlijke werelden die mij zo eenvoudig weten te verleiden. Als een salamander vertoef ik graag tussen werelden. Wat is er wonderbaarlijker dan het je ogen ...

... nicest i have ever stayed in too. $0.70 all u can drink beers with just a sheet of paper and a huge fridge for you to sign and say how many you had. free breakfast. Towels..yes, they are rare. And the people are very very friendly. We are about to head out and find something strange for breakfast. so far neither of us have had a clue as to what we have ordered but we are both still alive and kickin so all is well.

... here there are a mass of people around, it is still the same today; it appears as if the children are starting back at school and have to be accompanied by there parents. It seems very overpopulated for the size of it, which makes it difficult to get around. The narrow streets are paved with rounded stones, which makes it hard to walk on and the pavements are quite narrow, about 3ft wide, but more ...

... la gloria de Dios. Pero los pensamientos de ellos los ponían en mí como si fuesen mis propios pensamientos como para engañarme y hacerme creer que yo era como uno de ellos. ¡Conocí la terrible decisión de los demonios cuando renunciaron a la gloria de Dios! y ahora me atormentaban bajo su presión como si fuese yo mismo para que también yo como ellos tomase la decisión de renunciar a la gloria de Dios. Era el hablar de los demonios. No sé de dónde sacaba las últimas fuerzas ...

Yeah - we arrive in Colombia - Bogota is a stange grey city and we had be warned and warned again by everyone we met how dangerous it was. Nearly everybackpacker we met had been mugged at knife point! and many of them just outside teh hostel so i was scared stiff to get out of bed. Needless to say the scare tacktics didnt work and we had a great 2 days in Bogota before we flew to Santa Marta in teh north for some beach bumbing!