Blonde Travel Tip: Tears for Transport
Why do I have a bad feeling about this? It’s just a story. A true story. A blonde friend was in a pueblo outside Pereira and she needed to catch the last bus on a Sunday night to make her flight. Somehow, it sold out…
What did she do? She said she was philosophical. I think she cried. But this is Colombia and rather than take no for an answer, she pleaded very sweetly with the bus company. They eventually let her share a small cushion with another passenger, in the tiny space next to the driver.
So it was all’s well that ends well? Exactly and a gentle reminder that in Colombia, anything is possible. Especially if you’re blonde.
The Bogotá Blonde