I'm not here

In recent years, more American franchises have been moving into the city, for example Papa John's, Subway and Krispy Kreme. They are easily accessible and simple enough to order from, but I wanted some traditional Colombian food. Coincidentally, Diana offered to take me to a great restaurant just across the street named La Hacienda. Diana is the IT department here as well as my driver, should I need one. Naturally, I happily accepted and was ready for lunch...at 8 a.m.

This place was fantastic. Designed to look like the good old days, the atmosphere was terrific. Even the menus looked like newspapers (and they happened to have an English one for me).

I have a feeling I'll come back to this place again before this trip is done, most likely to try their bandeja paisa, Medellin's signature dish.

On my way home, a lady stopped me pointed up a hill and asked me which station is up there. Really? She decided to ask the only person that looked more lost than herself? Luckily I was able to understand her and being super cool and thinking that I could confidently answer someone, I replied back in Spanish "No se. No estoy aqui" which means "I don't know. I'm not from here." Of course, I immediately realized that I was missing a word and instead had told her "I don't know. I'm not here." I corrected my existential self and we went our separate ways, but soon enough there will be signs up with my face that say "do not speak to this man."