So I'm on my flight from Panama City to Medillin, Columbia. I know NOTHING about Columbia except I'm hoping that Juan Valdez-you know the coffee guy on the side of the jar lives here and I can get some delicious tar like coffee that will make my eyes bug out with a jolt. I love parachuting into a place I know nothing about and soaking it in and trying to figure it out so I should be right at home in South America because this whole continent is a mystery to me but I made it here
I met Diego on the plane and he gave me a ride 40 minutes to the Hostel! STOKED. What a bro!
Today I shopped. They sell motorcycles at the grocery store!
Went and saw where Pablo Escobar died-yes he was in fact a drug lord
And how high is Medellin? Well the people take cable cars to their houses
And to wrap up the day Dane and his Dad met me at the Hostal
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