Ever done something that everyone in your life thinks is crazy? A part of me even agrees. I have no idea of what I'm getting myself into, but I´d rather lose my life to wrecklessness than never feel it due to fear. People who work in health care, like I do, get reminded every day that life is short. We aid those who no longer have the freedom to do such crazy things. Soo I don't really know what to expect from this trip. I'll have to be observant, careful, calculated, reasonable and be prepared that the people might change me. Going on this trip doesn't just mean putting my physical self at risk, but it means growing up. - And I personally don't know which is more scary.
The last days I spent in Norway were magical, and it was difficult to let go. I love my life, and I caught myself thinking that I´m crazy to even risk it. But I am. And yes, I am crazy. Today is my proof... but wait for it... believe me, it´s worth reading!
The journey here was.. well.. okay, until I reached the immigration line in Houston. It was insanely slow, and despite cutting lines etc, I still missed my flight by 5min. It didn´t cost extra to catch the next plane, and I even got three seats for myself, but it left me with several hours to kill at the airport. While eating mexican and watching a movie, I spotted my luggage all by itself outside, between two airplanes. I told the people and they said they had fixed it, but mine and another woman´s luggage, never made it to Colombia. I´m getting my stuff tomorrow.
My first impression was great. I walked around very early in the morning. People were very friendly, police was everywhere. Everyone was going to work or school, and there were lots of small vendors selling freshly baked food and coffee, making it smell wonderfully. It was easy to navigate, and my hostel turned out to be great. I took a stroll up the hill to get some photos of the view. Police was still around. I decided that it was best to go down again, but on my way, Murphy´s law kicked in and gave me the scare of my life....
I noticed a guy that had started to follow me, and went in loops. The police was gone. I tricked him into going further down, while I stayed up there and he stopped when he realized. A woman pulled me into her house and told me to stay there with her brother while they called the police. We hid in there for fifteen minutes while they tried to reach the police, but there was hardly any signal and the police was not to be reached. Meanwhile, the organized guys were shouting outside and looking for me. I was scared they´d come inside... The woman who had saved me was an unemployed english teacher that told me how terrible it was to live in that area, and that she was scared every day. I hadn´t had the chance to write down the dangerous areas in this city, like I did with the others, because I was supposed to go straight to San Gil. I was too afraid to stay in Bogota... Idiot...They eventually reached a police friend in civilian clothes that came to accompany me downhill. We started walking, and a guy ran after me, and I fought him a bit before he left with my backpack. With pepperspray or something sharp, it would´ve been okay. I was just about to go and buy it! Luckily I had my passport and credit card hidden on me, but it was goodbye camera! Nervously, we continued downhill. My spanish is still bad, but I was able to comprend much of what they told me. I couldn´t tell the police where it happened, because they´d get in trouble from the thieves. But that doesn´t matter. I won´t get it back. The people were amazing and comforted me a long time.I made a friend as soon as I came down that from now on calls himself "my protector". We´re going shopping soon, as I have no luggage what so ever. I´ll get it tomorrow. It´s good to have met him though. I´d be terrified to go out again. It´s just the area, though. Where I live, it´s very very safe. I was just ignorant. On my first day!! Does anyone feel worried? haha. No, it´s terrible. But lesson learned. I´ll never be that careless again.
I don´t like worrying you, so sorry about that. I did ask for it, did I not? But it happened, and I think the insurance company must really look forward to the rest of my journey. Como es tu, no? at least it gave me an experience I´ll never forget, and became quite a party starter for this blog! One has to look at the bright side..
We´ve been shopping now, and one of my new friends, who is from Buenos Aires.. His phone got stolen! It´s crazy. The worst part is almost the process of buying a new phone. You have to fill out several forms, write your Passport number several times and she has to call and confirm. I have NO idea why! I´ve now met more people and we´re all going out for dinner later, before watching Knight and day.. I just wish I could post some of the amazing photos I took today.. I´m buying a new camera tomorrow, as well as pepperspray. So mug me again, and this cheap norwegian will drown you it!
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