The last cafe tinto and pan de bono at the Bogota airport, waiting to board an 8 a.m. flight to Miami.
If I look tired it's because I am.
We got up about 4:30 and were out the door at our hostel by 5:00. We had paid our bill the night before and the nice manager said she would get up to see us off and call a cab for us (a safety precaution, probably).
She did just that. The cab showed up amazingly fast. It's a fixed price of about $14 to the airport which is on the edge of town, about ten miles from our hostel.
Standing in line to get our boarding passes we got one last dose of Botero on a big video screen.
Do Colombianos love this guy or what?
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