So, it’s Bogotá! Word came down from on high this week, and in exactly 17 days, I’ll begin waging my campaign to convince Bogotá that it wants to be my home. It’s hard for me to express how excited I am about this, and even harder for me to say with certainty why I’m excited. Or, more accurately, I don’t yet have the slightest idea of ALL the reasons I should be excited, and I won’t know them until I’m there. Or maybe even until I leave and start to figure out what I miss.
But I’m getting ahead of myself here. The point is: BOGOTÁ! For those of you who failed seventh-grade geography, that’s the capital of Colombia, home to about 8 million people and perched way up in the Andes, right about in the geographic center of the country. As an unabashed city girl who’s never lived more than 8 miles from a major urban center in my life (and has no intention of doing so anytime in the immediate future), I couldn’t be more thrilled about my placement. I can’t wait to get lost in Bogotá, and even more than that, I can’t wait until I’m at the point where I stop getting lost and begin to actually know where I am.
If you need me, I’ll be spending the next two and a half weeks dreaming about mountains.