Getting a job is hard work.

Hey pips. Is been a while since my last post. Much has happen, but mainly, the guy was re-elected. Bummer. It was an exciting campaigning week, and I left my hometown of Barranquilla for the meaner streets of Bogotá, and I got to say, is good to be back home. Carlos Gaviria – head of the left - had a massive following, but it wasn’t enough to crush the inevitable. I was aware of the imminence of re-election, and instead of becoming bitter; I took the opportunity to approach the opposition with some ideas. None were effective, and they ended as paperwork on the good intentions cabinet.

So I’m back in Bogotá, with my friends, who are ready to resist. Actually, they are on the verge of depression, and most of the ones that are already working fear the worst. There is a thick tension surrounding the political atmosphere in Colombia, and a massive exile is on the works. Nobody wants to be in our beloved country when – as the French say – le merde hits the fan.

As for me, I am on the bukowskian cycle of job interviews. So far, I lost an editing position on a website sponsored by a Spanish banking conglomerate, are still negotiating with an advertisement agency, and on the verge of becoming either a flight attendant or an English teacher. Gotta pay the bills…

I will comeback soon with more recipes, and even more whining. And coming soon, a photoblog with artful images. Till then, let’s stay in touch. And may all your searches be as fruitful and fun as mine.