While I am excited to head back to Vancouver and get in a routine thats good for my body and mind, I can't help but be a little bummed that I am leaving, this time not quite knowing when I will return. I arrived at the gate in Texas for my transfer to Bogota and it hit me that I was going back. There was this old man speaking with a tongue that I love, and from beginning to end of the 5 hour flight he would come and walk back and talk to his family, not really caring that I was completely invading their conversations, maybe or maybe not aware that I really had no clue what they were talking about. Obviously, I am nowhere near fluent but this time when I got to the skateboarders I was actually able to converse and participate, even if my grammar was horribly wrong or I was just an observer for a long period of time. I actually spoke this time not afraid of making errors and proved that all the writing and reading I have been doing is really, really good. I don't think I could stop even if I wanted to; I am fascinated with the thought of being able to converse bilingually, and I know it's something that I can do, or rather, will do.
On Thursday night we did the girls clinic and it was a lot of fun, and even though there was a lot going on because it was the starting slide jam, we managed to group together and share thoughts, tips and pointers. Friday was a birthday party full of delicious mexican food, and Saturday was the start of the 3 day long weekend event. Going into this race I knew I would only be skating the women's division, so after skating on Saturday, I woke up on sunday not entirely in the mood and made a plan to go elsewhere, calling up my friend Nicolas who is a really good photographer from here in Bogota. When it comes to skating, mainly it's just street that he shoots but after this week he sounds excited to have a go with some good, quality downhill. We met up and headed downtown early, entertained all the way into the night by great skateboarding, photos around the city and new friends through conversation so basic and reliant on energy you know they are of the purist. Sunday was epic and I am so glad that I skipped qualifying to head out with these boys. These photos are two shots that were put up on his Ocho Shortys page, and one of me on my longboard from the festival, shot by Luchin Rivera.
dinner time soon. chao.