Bad Internet Forces Me To Have A Good Day

March 15 — While I love Bogota, the internet leaves much to be desired. Today was the absolute worst as it just stopped and I had nothing. I couldn’t get service on my phones and my calls were dropped. Completely frustrating.

I didn’t plan to go into the workspace but I had to. It threw off my schedule. Almost immediately after I arrived I was invited to lunch. At first I said no because I needed to get work done. After the group left I was reminded of what I have been trying to do for the last couple days. Feel more engaged and involved. Be part of the group. Not feel rejected. What was I thinking?!

Not only was I not really getting any work done because I needed a break to breathe, let the frustration go, there was no way I was going to make it to dinner at 8:30pm without some food. I messaged them and ended up going to where they were.

The food was great. It’s this Vietnamese place called Tet. Roamers have been raving about. I have to say I enjoyed it very much. I’ll definitely be going back. It was good for me to take the break. It was also good for me to not eat alone.

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We had a guest speaker tonight (originally from Portugal) who is a successful entrepreneur with companies created, bought and sold around the world. It’s hard for me to think they like do — entrepreneurs. It’s different than being a business owner.

Entrepreneurs figure out how to make money. I can’t be sure that is the defining difference in the dictionary but in life it is. As a business owner, when I have ideas my first thought is rarely money. Like most business owners I’m thinking I’ll make money. However, it’s more about doing what I love and have a passion for.

I can assure you what he previously created and is currently creating aren’t his passions. This guy once made money from selling toilet paper online. The drive was so he could visit his girlfriend in a different country. Who knows what the drive is now, but it isn’t the love of personal grocery shopping.

One of the great things about this year was it was the first time I truly felt like an entrepreneur. Someone offered to sponsor me and I realized more people might as well. I created a campaign and have raised almost $16k! While some people may be able to do that in their sleep. It is not normal for me. It was quite the learning experience. It was exciting for me to take the offer and create an opportunity.

Another thing I learned is in Bogota, and Colombia in general, people are very personal. My ears immediately perked up. This guy was speaking my language now. Personal! That’s me! I found a country that appreciates it. Ironically, their customer service is very bad. I’ve certainly felt it at times, but it was something I hadn’t really been irritated by. I thought it had more to do with the language barrier.

The speaker was late and me and another Roamer had to leave to have dinner with a few others. I didn’t get a chance to listen to the second speaker who arrived much later than the first.

I’m glad I didn’t miss out on dinner. It was back at Mini Mal and I ordered the pumpkin soup again. The conversation and company was amazing. Rarely do I not overthink things. Nothing was over thought and I shared most thoughts freely. These women are amazing!

After dinner we had a dessert reservation at Criterion. I was all in!! The desserts were really good but the presentation was even better. I would have never found these places on my own. I can’t wait to go back. Next time I’ll also dress more appropriately. My backpack really pushed my outfit to the extreme casual side. Good thing I was with other Roamers or I wouldn’t have stayed. I would have been too self-conscious.

What a difference a day makes. What a difference a healthy mindset makes. Of course, my sister is right. I don’t want to say she’s always right, but when it comes to these things she is. If I can’t be like her I can at least take her advice. I did and I had a great time!

My end of day gratitude:

  1. My big sister.
  2. A invitation to lunch.
  3. An amazing dinner and dessert with amazing women.

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