Usually I’m a glass half full kind of girl [or, at least I like to think so], but, just a heads-up, this diary entry is 100% glass half empty. Because, this lil wanderer needs a proper venting session.
One second I’m standing on the curb waiting to cross the street, and the next I’m running down the street hysterically shouting, “No! Why’d you do that?” Rewind 30 second, and a guy on a motorbike beautifully swiped my iPhone out of my hand. Jason Bourne style.
This was my first big solo trip internationally. Majority of Colombians were welcoming, warm, and friendly. Except for the guy who stole my phone out of my hand on day 3 of 25 on my trip.