Seven Girls in Colombia: Day 8 - Chiva Bus

Looks like you are in for a treat - KV is now taking over the blog. Last night, our entire group boarded a "Chiva" bus which can be best described as a Columbian party bus. Despite being told we NEEDED to do this, I don't think anyone knew what we were actually getting into. For some reason, the bus left without us on the first pickup try, but that gave us time to make up some fun nicknames such a Paco Bell, Ace Gordita, Margarita Zapatos Pantalones, Gatita Negrita, Joker Chalupa, Esmeralda Quesadilla, and Jairo Romera. You can try to guess whose name is whose. Once we did a role call, we were off touring the city, listening to the band and our great MC, Wilson. My first thought was the volleyball from Cast Away, too. To our surprise, some of our newly made friends from the Mud Volcano were on the bus. Good old Trenton with his 7-month beard and Linda. Our first order of business was to get some maraccas and make some nooooise. Then we stopped inside the city walls to take in the views and dance to some old school Columbian music. The Chiquita banana woman was on in full force and taught me a move or two. We arrived at the discotheque around 11 and took over the dance floor. I tried learning how to salsa and failed miserably. The highlight had to be Sireenah, Rachel and Kat on top of the bar, but for whatever reason, none of the non-Americans seemed to care. Guess their dance moves aren't that impressive down here. The "Chiva" bus was an interesting and fun experience but can hold a candle to the Anderson Party buses. Tomorrow, we say goodbye to half of our crew and have one more day to explore the Old City and see the San Felipe Castle!