Awakening with David Bowie Reaching for the iPhone and the iTunes database is always the first move, even before the system is booted up. The random selection enables the surprise of the day every morning, today actually very welcome with David Bowie. However, this song, recorded shortly before his death in early 2016, is not exactly what one...
Then the last 420 kilometers. The 10 a.m. bus is reserved, nothing stands in the way of the last part of my journey. However, there is a vague feeling that the journey could take longer than the stated eight hours. But let's see. I take the metro again, this time without interruptions (on yesterday's journey...
Medellin. A kind of coming home. One look is enough to see what has changed since last week. The city lies under a thick blanket of smog. Smog over Medellin Damn! So after last September in Delhi, the wretched thing caught up with me once again. Although widely discussed on TV news,...
The night bus to Cartagena doesn't leave until eight (if I'm lucky and get a ticket). So I have almost a whole day left to enjoy the city again. First destination: the Museo Casa de Memoria. It is intended to commemorate the bad times when the city was a theater of war, one of the cruelest...
The WIFI doesn't work that night of all days, and so I sleep towards the morning relatively unmolested, while 10 kilometers to the northeast a funny little girl named Mila Sofia comes into the world. Welcome to our world, princess Mila Sofia! I must have felt it somehow, because early in the morning, the iPad in...
Did I mention that it's raining again? It's raining. At breakfast everyone crowds under the large parasol or umbrella and fights for space. But since it's a warm rain, it doesn't bother anyone. Well, and then another farewell, but without tears. Another bus with a hopefully less mentally weak...