A life in Colombia
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How to negotiate Bogotá etiquette
I have just returned from a month in England with a mountain of new cotton leggings, a rapidly diminishing supply of decent chocolate and a new found respect for the importance of etiquette. During my month there I attended one wedding, one funeral, met two new babies, numerous new husbands and negotiated the delicate business […]
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“Why don’t you sit next to me?” the middle-aged bus driver grinned as I hauled my rucksac onto the Huanchaco bus destined for Trujillo. I looked at him. I looked at the deserted bus. “Fine,” I agreed, climbing into the conductor’s seat. There was no point arguing. I had to take this bus to the […]
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