The dinner place was great as was the food, the conversations and the bottle of wine. Leaving the restaurant it occurred to me we where drunk. Not falling down but pretty darn happy. Which we definitely were.
The next day we squeezed in some last minute shopping, caught our plane and flew to Lima.
A quick night in Lima, a 5:00am ride to the airport, and Knikki and I where both teary eyed as she boarded her 7:30 flight to Denver. We'd just had an amazing 9 days together in a beautiful part of the world and now it would be 3 months before we saw each other again.
Soon I was back in Medellin and at the Palm Tree. Max's bike was repaired and ready to go, yeah! My bike developed a small electrical problem. Looking for a replacement part the best I could do was "we can have it tomorrow afternoon" which was the day we wanted to leave. I searched a couple more shops same story till I came to Motoclinica. These guys sensing my stress said ok, we'll take it off a brand new bike and replace it tomorrow. I damn near cried.
The last night at the Palm Tree was actually pretty mellow. Drinks with our consummate host Thomas and friends, then an early night for me. As we prepared to leave the next morning Thomas out did himself again by cooking us all French toast. Thanks again Thomas it was great.
Himanas one of our host at the Palm Tree Hostel with Thomas and Jim for last night cocktails.
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