....So it was that I found myself in the lush landscape of Columbia within a week after discovering the conspiracy surrounding Juan Valdez.

DAY 2 - Columbia, airport
Just a quick note to remind myself to never, EVER sit next to Roland on a plane again. We haven't even reached the heat and humidity of the jungle yet, and already the man is sweating like... well, like something that sweats A LOT. Enough said I think.