Unfortunately our culture has so desensitized my excitement molecules that whenever I think of something exciting and in some cases DO something exciting it's not enough to cause those heartflutters of passion for doing that thing unless my life is at risk. I don't mean to say that risking my life should be fun, I'm only saying that movies and high expectations for entertainment these days has caused an extreme increase in demand for all things thrilling.
I'm thinking of one particular thrill and when I think of this thing that I have only wanted to desperately do for the past week or so, my heart begins to float with excitement. I can hardly keep my butt in my chair when I think about ...
...travelling to Colombia.
I know, I've read it all, heard all the warnings and know all the risks. Just give me a year or two in Bogota and I'll be satisfied. My heart will no longer flutter, the desensitization will return. I'm not saying that I will go... in all probability I will think incessantly about it until my head explodes and later I won't give it a second thought. But until then, my 'Google history' will be cluttered with facts, currency exchange, travel tips and statistics on paramilitary infiltrations and terrorist attacks. Who knows? Maybe I will convince myself that the hype isn't enough to keep me away...
(SIDENOTE: this was written in a moment when I had completely forgotten about the previous blog, written less than a month ago... I forgot about the travel show, I hadn't thought about Colombia seriously since then, and the "crush" returned... whoa! Is it a sign? Guess it's time to pray...)
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Just so you know, there is no terrorism in Colombia, neither is Colombia a terrorist state. What is going on is actually a war between the Paramilitary, The Government and the Drug Lords, which pour money to both sides.
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