A missing bike and an uncovered beer, trial and consolation in Bogota
I am stuck in Bogota without wheels and though this photo might indicate that I'm unconcerned, it's because last night I thought for sure that my BMW would be here this morning(shipping went from Saturday to Sunday and finally to Tuesday morning) , which it is not. Thus far, attempts to locate my missing friend have netted nothing and I'm becoming slightly ill. The phone is evidently a useless tool in Latin America and I may just have to go to the airport to get some answers, but it looks at the very least as if I will be here one more day.
At least I know where to get ice cold Duff, which will offer some temporary comfort.