I had to get a new passport for this trip. I hadn't left the US since 2009, and even then that was just a trip to Canada. This was my first overseas trip of note since 2008. To be honest, I soft of took a leap of faith that the team had taken care of everything, I couldn't even point to Colombia on a map until a week before we left. No kidding, I swear. On the plus side, I did study Spanish in high school, and have on and off since then. So, you know, I can say, 'donde estas al baño,' and 'un mas café por favor.' The important stuff.
In general I wasn't ready for the ruggedness of the landscape, or the kindness of the people we met. Both of which, far exceeded my expectations. Plus, I was able to spend the week with some pretty awesome athletes, who were really living into the moment and loving it.
The colors of the landscape, somehow blend beautifully with the colors of the buildings. I suppose this is on purpose.
There was something really lovely about the simplicity of a country outpost for training camp. Simple roads, simple meals, and friendly faces.