I failed this time around and managed to claw free of my covers and depart Bogota around 1030am rather than the proposed 4.30am. Cursing the traffic that I knew would appear, cursing locking myself out of the apartment for half … Continue reading →
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Poster for the book signing of: "Was Gabo an Irishman?"
Bogotá through the 5 Senses