At 9:15am Albert and me met at the terminal and from there we went to where he lived together with 11 other venezolanos. He showed me the city together with 3 other venezolanos. We mad a lot of stops, for copies of his papers, a place where they might need people and just places where other venezolanos where working. He was looking for a job and at the end it seemed he had found one in construction, he is a civil engineer.
We talked while walking about why they were here, that they wanted to return but that now this was not possible. One of the girls had a son back in Venezuela, but here family needs the money, so she had to leave him, of course she misses him a lot and wants to go back.
The people in Colombia are not always that friendly they told me. And indeed, in Peru and Ecuador I already had heard stories from locals saying that all Venezuelans are thief’s, I guess in Colombia some people say the same. It really sucks, they can’t really stay in Venezuela and in other countries they are not treated well either, it’s a bit like in Europa.
From this group they seemed all to have a higher education, Albert now got a job in his field, but the two girls worked in a disco for now, it’s a shame but they currently don’t have many options.
Later we returned to their house and they cooked lunch, very tasty fried chicken (first covered with a mix of silantro and cebollita, next with corn flower and then fried), rice and fried banana (platoon). They girls escorted me to my hostel and went off to work.
I went to the terminal to buy a ticket to Popayan, but the first bus would be at 17:30 and would arrive there at 23:30, I didn’t want to arrive that late and decided to stay one more night and leave very early in the morning.