Chips and flights

Finally got to see some of my friends last night, it seems so long since I've been social at all! You know that feeling when your life revolves around home and work, and work starts too early in the day for anything except dragging yourself out of bed to happen, and finishes too late for anything except a sit down with a beer in hand to happen? That pretty much sums up life en este momento.

I was reading Jenny's post about the youth of North Shields, and it made me realise again the difference between Colombian kids and kids here. The kids in Colombia, I'm sure, have come from much worse backgrounds than the kids here. Yeh they have crap backgrounds here, but it would be so easy, going by the what the NS kids were saying - "we can't help it, we come from a rough background" - for the kids in Colombia to be completely uncontrolable, worse than the kids here. All it takes is a bit of love. That is what makes the difference between the kids here and the kids there. There they have been shown love. Human love and Godly love. And they are, ok normal kids :-p, but for the most part, lovely and friendly and happy and managable. The kids here don't have that, so the have rebelion in place.

One of the things I always liked about the kids in Colombia were that 16 year olds (and worse, 14 year olds!! Unthinkable!!) would go to the park to have a laugh and play. It is possible for them to take a football and hang out and just play and have fun. Here, if 16/14 year olds go to the park, it will involve sitting in a small huddle trying to be descreet and passing around the bottle or a smoke. This is what I've seen. Maybe its a bit of a generalisation. I'm not saying that the other doesn't happen in either country. But I liked it. I liked how, when working with the 4 year olds, I would go to the park and see our older lads there too playing a (very serious) game of football with the other kids and with anyone who came along and wanted to join in!

And, yeh baby, I'm going back!!!! I am a lot poorer than I was a week ago, but I have a reservation on a plane (several planes actually) from Newcastle to Bogotá! I leave here July 21st, get to Bogotá on Saturday 22nd July and am staying for a month, I leave there on August 22nd. And I'm going with my Jenny and my mummy. I'm so excited! I get to go back, and see everyone again. Gonna be harder than hell leaving in August though, coz last time I could say "I'll be back in 3 months, I'll see you soon" and that was unbelievably hard! Next time it'll be "I really have no idea when I'll see you again." But I'll get to spend that month with them. Gonna fly by. I just hope the next 2 months will fly and the time after, in Colombia, will go slowly.

I'm going to have my first proper meal in several days now. My eating habbits are terrible. They involve a lot of chips and sandwhiches at really strange times of day. Bring on the good ol' rice and beans of Colombia.