The humidity is at 90%, the heat around 37, and we’re lost in the middle of a jungle, but the spirit is high, we have torches, but no mosquito spray. Just a few hours ago, we where sleeping in a hammock facing the Caribbean sea on tree sides. Eating chocolate filled bread and chasing miniature frogs with a camera. But now we’ve gone and got ourselves lost, and boy it is hot.

Delicious cakes can be found everywhere in the changeable city of Bogotá. On the top of a beautiful forest covered hill a church bright in sunlight looks over the city. The museums are filled with wonderful painting including the enormous works of Botero. Narrow attractive streets a contrast to the disruptive and loud traffic. We stumbled into the after mass of a demonstration, banks and shop windows broken, graffiti everywhere and riot police covered in paint.