Reunited.

Sunday in central Bogota is not a slow day, it positively bustles. But I have left that behind for the  relative tranquility of the suburbs, that is when the jets are not being vectored overhead. Bogota airport is but a mile or two away and my new accommodation, Hotel Boutique Mendoza, apart from being a nice little gem (private bathroom, no damp in the walls either, imagine that!), it is only100 yards from the importing agent's office.

Veronica Mosquera operates her business, CargoRider, from a new to her office, where we met briefly. Finally, I had some good news, despite the normal process she has obtained the SOAT insurance prior to customs clearance. That should mean the bike will be parked at the hotel courtyard by tomorrow night for a Tuesday morning getaway.

Yes, perhaps I am tempting fate by typing this on Sunday evening, though the post will never see the light of day unless I can append it tomorrow!

Drum roll...………..

The day started at 8.30am with a pick up to get to the Avianca cargo area of Bogota airport, where I met up with a group of 8 Irish folks, part of a tour of 14. Nice people, we chatted a lot during the 7 hours we spent together. By 12 noon I was sitting in the Avianca cargo lounge. Avianca require the goods to be removed from their warehouse to be unpacked. Obviously, that is what happened but we went over to the Air Canada cargo area to do it; where the Irish were unpacking. Air Canada allow you to unpack in the warehouse; I got very wet, they did not. Luck of the Irish is not a myth.

The rain had eased by the time we left, though the parking lot was horrendously slick with all the diesel the rain brought to the surface. I was supposed to be guided back to the hotel, but after waiting another 30 minutes I plugged the address into maps.me and made my way. It was an easy four miles, one missed turn, a one way system, but on quiet suburban streets it was not an issue.

I am happy to have El Burro ready to roll. See you on the road.

T2