The time before I leave is now measured in hours, not days. Somehow most of the clothes, books, toiletries, electronics, and whatever else I deemed worthy enough to come with me has found a place into one of my bags. The large black suitcase sits open still, but at last weighing was at 45 pounds, so not likely much else will go in. My old reliable backpacking bag is filled to the brim and my lazy muscles are glad I don’t have to hike through the jungle with it.
Instead, I’ll be driven to the airport, and only have to lug the bags as far as the American Airlines ticket counter. My flight schedule is one which will be great for keeping the blood moving in my legs, though less good for any sleeping. Three hours from SeaTac to Dallas (leaving at 11:40pm so if we're lucky, boarding at 11:11...), then another three to Miami, where I’ll recheck in my bags on Avanica Airlines and hang out in the airport for a couple of hours. Hopefully sleeping, probably reading my Spanish dictionary and people watching. Then a group meeting with the other 36 volunteer teachers at 1pm and finally off to Bogotá at 4:00 - a (you guessed it) three hour flight.
I’ll be spending around three weeks in Botogá with the whole group for orientation. We’ll receive teacher training, cultural lectures, Spanish lessons, have visits to the Embassy (security briefings…), and hopefully a little time to explore Bogotá. I will be staying at a retreat outside the city and may not have access to the internet, so I will try and update when I can.
Until then, no news from Colombia is good news.