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| Breakfast on the patio consisted of yogurt with granola, papaya, pineapple and a cup of coffee. After all, we had to stay out of Marta, the cleaning lady's, way. |
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| Kailey opens the door of her suite, #416. |
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| Colombian locks must be a little harder to open |
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| The view from Tower 2, where Kailey's dorm room is. |
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| A view from the window |
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| The kitchen area of the suite. There's a TV and a small table. A refrigerator is coming. |
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| The view to the left from Kailey's room |
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| Another view from the dorm room |
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| A straight shot out Kailey's window |
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| Down in the courtyard below |
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| Kailey's half of the room....is clean just for now |
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| Her roommate has been assigned but is not here yet. The room is very much like mine was at Carroll College, and just about the same size. |
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| There are drawers under the beds and shelves with drawers in the closets. |
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| Kailey's room in the suite is down the hall. There are 4 bedrooms all together. |
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| The bathroom is across the hall. Good size for all these girls. |
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| There are two showers, with the infamous hot water contraptions. Kailey is now a proficient user of such a device. |
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| Another view of the kitchen. (Kailey will watch the Super Bowl with Don, Elizabeth and their friends from California.) |
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| Maytag or Whirlpool? |
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| So now comes the move. Kailey loads her 4 months supply and we truck up 4 flights of stairs. |
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| I just can't get enough of this view. It is so different from my life. |
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| A place for everything. And who needs hangers? A small hanging place will be used for towel drying. Cross hangers and clothes pins off your list, mom. |
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| This is carved from a tree trunk and is on the campus. |
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| A unique tree in the courtyard. |
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| A street view outside the museum |
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| From the window, looking down into the Plaza. |
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| Can you tell why I absolutely loved this piece by a different artist? |
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| Thinking of Kristine.... |
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| Can you read the words on the wall? Kimberly Clark!!! |
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| We walked around the Plaza |
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| The vehicles are so abbreviated! |
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| People were selling things and a vendor was blowing bubbles |
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| This woman walked around with a huge platter of cups of fresh fruit on top of her head. Never even held it to balance as she wove in between the people. |
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| We left in a taxi, and I tried to capture the proximity of the motor bikes around us. |
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| Finally, the perspective I was looking for. I don't know how these taxis keep their side mirrors in tact. |
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| Our escorts, Astrid and (a sleeping) Juan Lucas. |













































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