My Columbian Hotspot

Most nights after a cold shower and buffet dinner in the resort-like cafeteria, I make my way back to my room, pick up my laptop and head into the courtroom where I am able to get a signal.  A Flowerpot works as a desk and I sit on a concrete curb.  The guys come out of their rooms for a smoke when I am able to talk on Skype and I often share my space with numerous toads and salamanders...