Man oh man, what a day. I woke up to a wonderful morning in Bogota—sad I couldn’t spend it there. I’m really regretting not having a whole day in Colombia, but can’t do anything about it now. I had to take a taxi to the airport. It was kinda nice to see the city by day. Also, I had to carry my stuff and I forgot how heavy it was. If your luggage is overweight you have to pay by the kilo, so I had 22 kl overweight and paid about 40 bucks. They know how to take your money, neh? After dropping my bags off and getting my ticket I walked around the airport a couple of times. Just looking at what they had ot offer. I wanted to spend the rest of my Colombian platos but didn’t know what to buy. In the end I went to emigration and found an internet café. It made all the difference. Once I boarded the plane I was starving. They served us delicious orange juice and then they gave us an amazing meal. Best airplane food ever—Go Aerogal. I met a woman who sold 28 different kinds of roses her name was Ximena. Very sweet she lives in a smaller city in Ecuador and invited me up. She said she would show me around, on a weekend of course. I think I’ll go, sounds like tons of fun. When I finally landed in Quito I went to customs, got my bags, and entered the “salida”. I went straight looking for a sign with my name on it—there was none. So, I waited, and waited and searched and waited and by 4:15 pm I called Rosita, but she didn’t answer. So, I waited some more and called again about 15 minutes later. Still no answer. I was getting worried by then and started calling people so they could tell me the exact instructions. I had done everything right, what was the problem? I called her again and the problem was found—she forgot about me!! So I was at the airport until 5:45 pm. For about 3 hours and 15 minutes not counting going to customs and such. Whew what a way to start. Thankfully Rosita is very talkative and easy to understand. We drove to her house, about 20 minutes away form the airport in a car so ancient I was worried it wouldn’t make the drive. Once we got to her house she had t begin making dinner so I hung out with a new girl. Her name is Nikki and she is from London. She is a 3rd year med student. Later I met the rest of the people who are leaving tomorrow. They are nice: Jennifer, Jennifer, Tula, Ben, Brian and Chloe, but extremely overwhelming. Also, their entire meshed appearance caught me off guard. It made it really hard for me to enter the room and conversation and things just didn’t flow well at all the whole night. It kinda sucked. I am the youngest by far. Everyone is in his or her 4th yr of Med school or Residency. It made me feel very incompetent. I hope since they are leaving it all works out and I make great friends. I am here for four months.
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