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How I spent Colombian Election Day
October 29, 2023
For a second, I thought my stomach was unhappy.
Then I realized a rooster was crowing outside.
I shoved my head into the pillow, hoping his morning song would stop.
It was no use. The feathered friend outside decided it was time to wake up.
My eyes slowly adjusted to the scene around me. A bedroom and a sliver of dark blue light entered through the window curtains.
For a brief moment, I thought I was in my hometown in California.
My eyelids felt heavy. I remembered I was thousands of miles away in Campoalegre, Colombia.
This queen-size bed wasn’t mine — it belonged to Isa and Isis.
I was a guest in their home, just like I was a guest in their country.
Rumblings from the other side of the bedroom drew my attention away from the rooster. My girlfriend Yesi was already awake and getting ready. It was a big day for her and also the rest of the country.
