This is Camila. She is from Bogota and very nice. Even though she just flicked me off.
To clarify she is in the foreground of this photo. She is not the more frumpish looking woman purchasing liquor, nor is she the man who appears, with head rested against guarded glass, to be asleep. Of course she's not because she's a she and he's a he!
Oftentimes, though, she becomes very tired (sueno) because she has to tolerate us. Like today for example. What a tenuous day it's been! We've weathered or are weathering the likes of an office move, a negligent landlord in the new office who promises us wireless but hathn't delivered (hathn't is not a word but sure should be,) and a long walking trip to the grocery market to purchase a "magical bean" which temporarily allows us internet even without a wireless connection. Oh if all places in the world could only provide such a magical bean! But alas, Colombia does. Oh how we love our magical beans! What would life be without it and its blue blinking light that admits our ability to download your fanmail! I love you Bean!
And alas, per norm, I digress. This post was not meant as an homage to the magical bean. Rather it was to lift the tired spirits of our wonderful coordinator, Camila. She has learned to tolerate our cultural insensitivity, our terrible ignorance of her native tongue, and our inability to ever stop.
This is a picture of her! She's Great!
