I write from Bogota, Colombia right now. It's a beautiful city. All I have really experienced is the bathrooms and the carpets at the airport, but I'm sure the next two hours of my layover will yield even more amazing finds. In my haze of airplanes, airports and air-rogance, I have decided to start this bull-log. It's only mostly to satisfy my inner thirst for attention, and minimally to document the next two months of my life. I say this tentatively. I know what happens when people expect others to take an overly active interest in their lives. Just look at Skeeter.
Let me wrap up Game 1. The Bulls beat the Heat and Taj Gibson went off. As for South America Game 1: I stopped in El Salvador and ate some Pupusas with a coke. The coke wasn't in a glass bottle, but the man did put a straw in the plastic bottle. I was fascinated. If Central and South America continue to be this full of material, I will probably run out of room on the internet to bullog. More likely though, I will forget about this whole Bogota-layover-haze-blog-start-up and never update this again. But hey, if that happens...we had a good run.
So. Not much cultural info on this post, but stay tuned. By the time I fly to Lima, wait 6 hours and fly to Cusco, I imagine something new will have happened. And I'm not talking about watching "No Strings Attached" ("Sin Compromiso" en espanol) again on the plane. I woke up into it with a half hour left, spoiled the whole thing, they get together at the end.
Kinda like the Bulls! Game 2: 102-97, Bulls win again at home.
-Abe
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