Bucaramanga, Colombia 🇨🇴 

After a short last stroll around town to pick up some cheese bread from the bakery for lunch, I catch a taxi to the main bus station. I am catching a bus to Bucaramanga, in order to catch my flight to Medellin. I booked a flight after totally baulking at the 12+hour bus route. My bus up to Bucaramanga is a minivan but comfortable enough for the 2hours. Once I reach the terminal I hope into another taxi up out of the city to the airport. I still manage to be early, so I have a decent chicken rice for lunch before checking into the flight.

Unfortunately this is where my progress stops and we are delayed for first 30mins, then hour by hour until we leave 7 hours late due to a technical fault. I am quite calm over this period, chatting to fellow passengers including an American who flew to Colombia to escaped the hurricane Irma and a Nun who pronounces me as ‘bad luck’!  

We finally board the plane, knowing we will land at the International airport rather than the local one which is an extra 28km further away. The flight is only 50mins but through thunder and lightning, which causes the plane to drop and jump around. We land with much relief and my bag is there, so a group of us grab a taxi together to the El Problado area. I finally get to my hostel at 1am instead of the 5pm I expected and my bed feels amazing.