the escobar files, 7.20.23

joe and i ate a late lunch today. we were talking about places we had been, places we had lived, and how we ended up in boston. he mentions that he lived in singapore for 4 years. he goes to tell me stories about all the islands he traveled, the countries he’s been to, and life in singapore. as i’m looking it up, i’m getting the itch to travel. i’ve been wanted to do an international trip, and especially now that i’ve renewed my passport, i’m looking to do one in the last quarter of the year. singapore looks beautiful and it’s close to southeast asia, so that’s definitely a positive.

after lunch, i go into lab. as i’m waiting to load samples onto the hplc (it’s been down this whole week), i ask where i should go internationally. one of my coworkers mentions colombia, medellin specifically. i told him that’s where pablo escobar is from, and he brings up how his grandfather knew pablo escobar. he pulls up narcos where they show an actual photo of pablo and his grandfather is standing next to him. then he shows me pablo signing a book to his grandfather. that shit blew my mind. i went through a phase where i was obsessed with pablo’s life in summer of 2019, and this kind of reignited it. i want to go back and watch el patron del mal on netflix, but since they kicked me off my sister’s account, i’ll have to find a way to pirate it lol.

greece, tokyo, cambodia, singapore, medellin, and switzerland are all on the list.

-ratha, 2:51pm, 7.20.23