It was our last day in Colombia and we were going to take it easy. Border crossings always require a wee bit of preparation when you don't actually meet the entry requirements. Ecuador requires proof of travel out the country...something we don't have. The day couldn't start without a bit of breakfast. David went to pick up the coffee and bunuelos from the cafe next door. The owner knew David by now and even went back to the kitchen to bring out a brand new bat...

David went out in search of some coffee this morning and didn't have to go far, just round the corner there was a small cafe that made it's own buñuelos. They are essentially a doughnut but in Colombia they are made with a small curd white cheese and formed into doughy balls then fried golden brown. David's Spanish is coming along well enough to order coffees & buñuelos for takeaway without the pointing, shrugging and blank looks. We had decided t...

We tried to change our room to a larger one that didn't face out over the street but we were given the run around for a few hours until we eventually gave in and decided to keep the one we were in. It's actually not too bad especially given the rock bottom price we are paying. We took a walk back up Carrera 7 to to our favourite coffee shop, Juan Valdez. David couldn't resist trying one of the cheese croissants with his coffee. It was huge and looked exactly lik...

It was a very early start, it was still dark when the alarm went off. We needed to get to Armenia, an hour away on the bus, to catch a bus to Bogota. As the light of dawn came over the village so too did the church songs. Whether it is a special weekend for religious prayer, this was the second day in a row when music started blaring from the church at 6am. To be fair, it wasn't too bad - it was more soft, gentle kind of music you could sleep through if you wante...