The Colombians are having their presidential elections today. There is a high visibility approach to policing in our barrio but that is understandable. There are a large number of policemen living in our street, in fact all of our neighbours on all sides to start with. How do I know that? Well, neighbours here not only know each other they also take the time to speak to each other.
The policemen in the picture were gracious enough to pose with me and Filipe, they wouldn't do the same for a native Colombian because they are exposed to great dangers and there is a problem with being identifiable. It was explained to me that most of the men here have guns but only to protect the household. There was previously a problem with guerilla groups locally but the police and local government have done sterling work in trying to improve local security.
I was also surprised today to sit in the street and watch the local boys playing football in the street. Not only do the neighbours not complain they come out to sit and cheer the boys on. It was also remarkable to see many of the boys playing in bare feet! The longer I spend here the more I begin to think that in the UK we have forgotten how to live.
Later this week, I am hoping to watch the play-off final for the Colombian League Championship. I am also looking forward to the World Cup but will remember not to say anything praising Chile; they were responsible for Colombia's elimination from el Mundial and it is still a touchy subject.
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