I’m a city girl. My husband and I live right in downtown Toronto. I’m used to a fast-paced lifestyle where I can step out of my condo anytime and grab a coffee, go for dinner, grab a drink or get on the subway. And the only wildlife I come in contact with is the neighborhood dogs. Living on a farm in Colombia is a bit different.
My husband has heard me scream a few times out here, and I would be happy to see a squirrel at this point. Last night I went to grab for my floss on the windowsill and there was a cockroach right next to it! Apparently they are common here; they call them “cucarachas.” They’ve even written a song about it “la cucaracha, la cucaracha…lalalala.”
Last weekend we drove 2 hours South to a vacation villa in the mountains. It was beautiful. I woke up in the morning excited for a day of tanning by the pool. Our bedroom had a cute little on-suite. I went in to use the facilities, when I realized there was a frog in the toilet! Yes, in the toilet. And it was not one of the cute little green frogs that I’m used to; it was big & white with really big eyes. I screamed, and slammed the toilet seat down. Imagine I had sat down not realizing it was there?
After a day of relaxing by the pool I had gotten over the ordeal, and went up to wash my face and get ready for bed. I shouldn’t have let my guard down – the frog was sitting on the counter! Again, my husband heard me scream. I don’t know what was worse – the frog being on the counter by my Neutrogena face wash, or the fact that it got out of the toilet even though the lid was closed.
Despite the ordeal; this is the view we woke up to:
I guess the crazy critters are a trade-off.
I’m slowly getting used to the slower pace of life on the farm, but tonight my husband and I are going to cook my Roasted Cherry Tomato pasta, and shake up some Cosmopolitans. Even though I sometimes find myself imitating the cows mooing; you can’t take the city out of the girl.
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