Bogotá

After 7 hours we arrived to Bogotá. The traffic was crazy, so we got to the city center after sunset, where we looked for a guy who was painting on Venezuelan money, to get a gift for two friends. We found the guy, who was a crazy artist, and probably high. We had a funny conversation trying to bargain. While he was painting our pictures, we had dinner (a last hot chocolate, corn, and basically everything were selling on the street, as we had to spend all of our Pesos. By the time he was done, the streets were already pretty empty, so we decided to go to a pub for a last beer. The whole painting thing didn't end up as we hoped for, as the guy messed up the pictures, and he was completely high, but it was also very funny trying to talk to him. In the pub there was a young couple celebrating a birthday, and they were dancing and singing at the table having the best time of their life, in the pub.

On the next morning Oliver found himself a wife, a nice lady gave him a bottle of water in the small shop next to our hotel, as she didn't want to accept dollars. It was again a very funny conversation, she was one of the few people we met who spoke English.
She was very surprised to see us, because the area we stayed at was not touristic at all. Then we had the longest drive possible to the airport, but at the end we were on time. The whole flying-to-the-US thing started off great, Oliver got checked for drugs.もっと詳しく