Monthly Archives: September 2013

September 27

Crepes and Waffles

Chain establishments are pretty much impossible to write about objectively. By their very definition, these businesses have experienced remarkable success. This makes them ripe for hyper-critical judgment. It’s so much more gratifying to extol the many virtues of your gritty, undiscovered hole-in-the-wall than to begrudgingly acknowledge that Bogota’s McDonald’s experienced an epiphany of deliciousness when […]

Por que no ahora?

The first time I interact with Colombians, I am always rude. I am rude: why? I am terrified that Spanish will not only embarrass, but fail me. Because fear jostles up alongside me, demanding an invitation to every new exchange, I scramble through the inaugural encounter. In cahoots with this anxiety, most of my hard-won […]

September 19

Any Given Sunday

That American football doesn’t permeate the lives of Colombians – or anyone outside the US, for that matter – is a tautology. Here in Bogota, as in all of Latin America, futbol dominates. A fun fact: on major game days, when prominent Colombian clubs face off against one another, no alcohol is served. It’s the […]

September 17

Observations: Surreal and Wondrous

After traveling for the better part of August, I returned home only to be thwarted once again by Bogota’s cantankerous wi-fi; reestablishing any semblance of a routine has stayed consistently elusive. But on this joyous day, our movistar internet rebooted of its own accord, and here we go. Many months ago, during my second week […]