00:00 Colombian Time

Are you in a rush to get anywhere? I'd hope not. There are many things I can say, but I'm not sure exactly how or why I ended up in South America. I was talking to a friend today and realized I'm here. I hopped on a plane not knowing didly squat, but hoping for something amazing. 


I've been up to some shenanigans- riding horses in the mountains, putting chunks of cheese in... everything (for reals my friend- it's really good in hot chocolate, especially for breakfast), sipping aguadiente, and pretending I know how to speak spanish to the taxi drivers. 


Where are you right now? Why not find your favourite place to be in the whole wide world and just... relax.


There's a little something I've been running on lately and it's called "Colombian Time."
My first encounter was the second day I arrived here in Bogota. Mauricio said he would show me how to get to my school in the morning. Pacing- my little stress meter was long maxed out. Class was starting in five minutes. I was supposed to arrive ten minutes ago...


It's been one day short of two weeks from then, and I've come to realize the beauty of this so called "Colombian Time." It's not that the people here are unreliable, lazy, or careless. It's that the people here have realized something EXTREMELY difficult for me to grasp- something I think many people haven't realized. 

There are only very few things in life worth rushing for.

My life, in the norm, is run on punctuality. I schedule for the minute. I rush. I value time.


Or, I thought I valued time. But I've got this all wrong. 


If you're enjoying your lunch or whatever it is that you are doing- savour it. Razzle those salivary glands. Right at this moment- truly, honestly, and fully participate in your life. Appreciate your existence and celebrate your happiness at every moment. You have all the time in the world because all the time in the world is just that. Simply yours.


I know that sounds really wrong... or at least it does to me, but it's a reality I'm living right now. Extremely strange to me... extremely outside of my comfort zone... extremely valuable. 

               Leaving Home 

                Arriving in Bogota

         Hello ciudad.

                I started drawing again.

                     Gente esta muy bonita.

(Jose, Me, Andrea, Malu, Julien, Annhilita, and... her nobia.. sorry)

                    Hula Hooping. (Juan Phillipe)

                      Squishy cheeks.

                        Making moments out of minutes. 

Now I know it's unrealistic to forget about that second hand on your watch- especially for a culture in which punctuality has been imbedded, so let's find a balance. Don't live counting moments by minutes, but live by making moments out of minutes. 


(Perdone- I meant "Carrera 5" and not Calle 5 in my last post- it makes a bit of a difference. My bad.)