Sandra hadn’t travelled outside of Medellin since she arrived, and we wanted to a whole weekend to ourselves, so we booked a nice hotel in Santa Fe de Antioquia,and enjoyed exploring this ancient capital. It has the feel of a Spanish colonial town, with plenty of white buildings and splashes of colour. Colombia was playing in the World Cup while we were having lunch after arriving and I saw her competitive spirit for the first time as she screamed at the screen. Later, lazing in and by the hotel pool, we got deeper into life stories and I learnt of her time teaching some of the poorest people in Bogota in her earliest days after uni, and how much of an impact their stories had on her. In turn, I told her of my easy life as an international bum. I also told her of my preference for living in a town where I could get more involved with the local community. Sandra said that she could cope with that as long as we were close enough to a city that she could see a movie every now and then. I think there’s plenty of room for a compromise there.