God Parts Clouds, I Make It To Bogotá

Apparently, some people were worried I died or something. I am in Bogotá, I'm just late because my flight was five hours late. It's also may first, the international labor day (and the day the statue in from of Pick Hall at the U of C is supposed to cast a hammer and sickle shadow, but no doubt it was cloudy), which is a holiday in all places not the US. So every internet cafe was closed and every telephone booth was closed. I had to come to a hostel I'm not staying in to send a few e-mails. I should go, but worry not, I am alive. I also feel much better. more later.