And so it begins 15hrs travelling and we are finally here. We arrived at our hotel at 7am only to be turned away, turns out check in is at 1pm. So thats two very hungover, jet lagged white girls lost on the streets of Bogota, Colombia’s capital. Despite the bad start the day was a success, after a very questionable breakfast of watery fish soup, eggs two ways and a variety of different stodgy potatoes and rice we headed off in the direction of the nearest mountain in the hope of a good view. At the pace of 1km/ph walking at the base of the mountain looking longingly for a way up we settled for a taxi. The view was amazing! On the way back down after what felt like an entire expedition, we still arrived before our designated check in time even though we managed to get lost. Bummer! More stodgy beige food consumed and we are finally allowed to take our rightful places as blanket-cases. We are forced to resurface on the hunt for food hours later, wondering around in our pijamas looking for something vaguely appealing. Mexican it is! Another dangerous dash across a busy road eyes following us in utter shock and we are back in bed left wondering how after months of discussing kidnaps and how unsafe it is here, we are roaming the streets in our pijamas on day one!