On a Sunday Afternoon in Bogotá, Colombia.
It was February 26, 2017, and I was wrapping up a 10 day training in Bogotá, Colombia.
After an intense week of a learning how to teach English as a foreign language and how to integrate ourselves in Colombian culture, the organizers awarded us with a free day to rest and explore the city.
Myself and two other volunteers decided to hike to the top of Mount Monserrate, so that we could get some exercise and take in a beautiful view of the city.
The hike up the mountain was pretty intense, so we decided to go down in the cable car.
We blew an opportunity to try the local cuisine and ended up eating lunch at a Subway of all places.
At that point, I was ready to head back to the hotel. After all, the only plan that I was aware of was to climb Mount Monserrate.
But Athena (we called her “A”) was like a leaf blowing in the wind and wasn’t ready to land just yet.