This is a homage to the people we've met.
Guaduas - La Vega 58 kilometers
Colombians. Sure, they don't know how to drive. Sure, they like their music blaring out on full volume from bad speakers. Sure, they're notorioulsly late for appointments. If they show up at all.
Despite their flaws as a people, we have made some wonderful aquaintances along the way. When constantly on the move, it's difficult to make long-lasting friendships. But the short conversations we've had along the way, are nuggets of good memories.
Today was all work, no fun, as we followed the main transportation route towards Bogotá. Omar is well again, climbing like a mountain goat. I was a turtle, getting there in the end.
We saw what drivers can do today. A dog was chasing us and a bus came full speed and drove right over it. The dog ran off, but it can't be ok.
The heat was once again our archenemy, but we had immense fun going downhil on steep and curvy roads, passing trucks in 80 kilometers an hour.
One more climb to Bogotá. Will our legs carry us?