This morning we packed our bags, and went to the airport in
Bogota. The trip was short and uneventful. We went through the normal things that air travellers
are familiar with. We waited in several lines,
were given tickets, put our luggage on conveyor belts and eventually got on a
plane. It was easy. However, without the little blue book with
our name and photo that we each carried, it would have been impossible.
In some ways citizenship can seem somewhat arbitrary. For
all but one of us, we have our citizenship because our mother happened to be in
Canada or the US when we were born (Orlando is a naturalized Canadian). I sometimes wonder how come that matters so much.
Tomorrow we will meet with people whose journeys who perhaps
do not have such a book and whose journey into Ecuador was not so easy. Perhaps some will see having a little blue
book like mine as the answer to their problems.
I wonder if it is.
We also crossed another important line today, one that does
not require a passport. I estimate that
the Bed and Breakfast we are sleeping in tonight is about 10 kilometres south
of the equator. That is closer to that
important line than I have ever been.
Perhaps I will now go fill the sink and watch which direction the water
goes down the drain.
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| My travelling companions after lunch at the Bogota airport. Ed Wiebe, Bonnie Klassen, Jennifer Chappell-Deckert and Orlando Vasques. |
3 comments:
will you post a picture from the drain?
oops - that "anonymous" was Deb Bergen.
I think it went clock-wise, but I wasn't strong. I forget, is that the way it goes in the North.
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