It was my last day in Quito, my last night in Bogota, and tomorrow I was going home.
We started the day by going to Old Town Quito. This beautiful part of the city is full of plazas, churches, and history.
We then went to an artisanal crafts store by our hostel for some souvenirs and drinks before our trip to Bogota. I got my hands on a Canelazo, a hot beverage of aguardiente, sugar, and cinnamon water.
We then made our way back to Colombia on the infamous Viva Colombia. The take off was terrifying as we tried to clear the mountains. I never used to be afraid of flying until I had to take budget airlines.
We arrived at our home base, then headed out for some dancing at a place called Andres Carne de Res.
The whole experience was overwhelming. Loud music made it impossible to hear someone at your ear, the decor looked like the attic of an 80s post apocalyptic science fiction film, and the menu was an actual magazine with an index which was greatly needed.
It was actually the perfect end to my journey. I was 10% scared, 30% confused, but 60% enjoying myself.
In the end everything went a lot more smoothly than I had anticipated. I did far more than I thought I would and had so much fun. I can’t wait to come back to South America.