Goodbye Colombia

Medellin Airport

Sitting in Medellin airport its beginning to sink in what I've seen, the experience I've had and the people I've met... Its really been incredible. Visiting the area where Pablo Escobar grew up, the streets full of prostitutes and dealers, hearing about the evil work of the paramilitary and the incredible poverty. Yet I am sure I will return, one day... And find something better. There is a positivity in the people here, a feeling that with the new president things are improving. And given that they are some of the most welcoming, friendly and warm people I have met, I really hope for their sake that the optimism is met with even more action and change.

Now we fly to Bogota, to connect to Quito in Ecuador. I hope that I can get some sleep on the flight as I'm wiped out after a trip to Mango's nightclub last night for Vito's Birthday. The rainforests await us in Quito, as do our friends Ernesto and Fransisco. They were participants in the project and really great guys. They will meet us at the airport and be our guides for the first day or two. Hungry, tired but excited... They're calling our flight.