Living in a small city in Colombia and being blond has its disadvantages. The main one is (apart from being mugged) that everyone recognises you and knows almost everything about you, and you lose your privacy. People see me in the streets and they talk, and before I manage to tell a friend that something happened for example, this friend already knows it. Incredible.

Yesterday we went to the Petronio Festival again (Pacific music). Some of us, including David and I, hate the music but as all the friends were going to the festival, we decided to join them. Plaza de Toros was full so we couldn't get in. We hung around, met some people and we had local food (in the picuture). Then we went to Calle del Pecado (street of sin) in the city centre. It was good but not excellent, and very crowded.