Colombia

Just touched down in our third country, in airport having breakfast. We are sticking to the gringo menu (bangers and mash) as both my companions have fallen sick already due to dodgy food. It's their own fault really - I wouldn't touch the street food here with a 10-foot barge pole.

Climbed Mt Pichincha yesterday, going as high as 4,600 m. You really feel the lack of oxygen in your lungs at this height. Louis and Eyob climbed the rock wall to the top, I decided the view was just as nice from 20 m below.

Colombian customs seems a bit slack. There is no body scan (you just walk through) and, while my luggage was x-rayed, the lady watching the monitor looked half asleep. Then again, there was another security guard at the exit holding a pump-action shotgun. Makes you wonder what the cartels are running around with.

Pics: (1) Me half-way up the mt - Quito in the background; (2) Having breakfast - It's $4 a bowl and Louis made sure he got full value.Weiterlesen