Everything I knew about the City came from combination of wikipedia, Wikitravel & Google Earth. I packed my bag and got on a plane.
The sun shone, the drink flowed, I loved it.
But sadly, after only 6 weeks I decided to come home after a death in my Family. After 5 months back in England I had had enough, and set off again. Final destination unknown. This time I didn't come back for over 2 years.
Fast forward to today, 3 years later. I'm about to (try to) move to Bogota, Colombia. The situation is different this time around. I'm older (yay), I've seen a lot more of the world, I've actually visited the city before, and more importantly I can buy an Ice cream without resorting to Chinese.
What a difference 3 years makes.
