We made it to Bogota...
We flew out at 630 in Billings and connected in SLC, New York, and eventually to Bogota at 1030 last night. Just like in the Wizard of Oz, "were not in Kansas anymore". We arrived to a steady rain and no english. We hauled all of our bags through immigration and customs. Our driver Andres was waiting out front with his sign"MILLER" we drove 30 minutes to our casa. la lanthana. We were greeted by the staff who let us in the locked gait, and given some orange juice. "hugo de naranja". it was watered down, but we were greatful for something cool and wet. This morning we woke up to kiddos playing downstairs loudly. we had breakfast here. toast and fried huevos. staff speaks no english, so i hope my rosetta stone pays off. i was surprised at how much i could understand or make my self understood. Tracey is basically at the mercy of my translation, which is good enough to be dangerous... we met one other family from France who are adopting 3 kiddos. they speak a little english and spanish, so together we are trying to communicate. It reminds me of dances with wolves and kevin costner trying to speak to the tribe. They showed us the local atm and grocery store. we took out some money, but still trying to figure out how much i was charged. we get picked up later today at 2pm to go back to the airport to fly to Monteria, where we will be the majority of our stay. Then on Monday we meet Ruben at the "Encuentro" meeting. Will post later...
We flew out at 630 in Billings and connected in SLC, New York, and eventually to Bogota at 1030 last night. Just like in the Wizard of Oz, "were not in Kansas anymore". We arrived to a steady rain and no english. We hauled all of our bags through immigration and customs. Our driver Andres was waiting out front with his sign"MILLER" we drove 30 minutes to our casa. la lanthana. We were greeted by the staff who let us in the locked gait, and given some orange juice. "hugo de naranja". it was watered down, but we were greatful for something cool and wet. This morning we woke up to kiddos playing downstairs loudly. we had breakfast here. toast and fried huevos. staff speaks no english, so i hope my rosetta stone pays off. i was surprised at how much i could understand or make my self understood. Tracey is basically at the mercy of my translation, which is good enough to be dangerous... we met one other family from France who are adopting 3 kiddos. they speak a little english and spanish, so together we are trying to communicate. It reminds me of dances with wolves and kevin costner trying to speak to the tribe. They showed us the local atm and grocery store. we took out some money, but still trying to figure out how much i was charged. we get picked up later today at 2pm to go back to the airport to fly to Monteria, where we will be the majority of our stay. Then on Monday we meet Ruben at the "Encuentro" meeting. Will post later...
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