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to check out this Gringo to see what he could take. He brought over a
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            producing about 20,000 barrels a day. The Colombian engineers were
            very nice but they pulled a trick on me as a gringo. Cucuta is in a dry
            area near the Venezuelan border. However, a few miles out of town the
            scenery changes quickly into a jungle. The Colombian engineer took me
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            being no such thing as a paved road, he simply drove the Jeep along a
            open trail that occasionally would split into a Y, before splitting into an-
            other Y a mile or two farther along. We forded a couple of small streams
            that were probably 12 to 18 inches deep, there being no such thing as a
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            into town?”  I agreed.

                   I realized later this had been a put up job. If the gringo got lost
            going back to Cucuta or required help, they would all have a laugh at his
            expense. I drove back alone, having remembered that at each fork in the
            trail we had always taken the left hand fork. So, going back, I took the
            right hand fork at every Y and I emerged into Cucuta with no problem.
                   My next stop was Bogota, Colombia, at the company’s head-
            quarters. The Company president was an American who took me around
            on a Sunday. We visited the famous salt mine in the hills above the city
            and had lunch at a gorgeous country club. Bogota is almost on the equa-
            tor, but at an altitude of about 8,000 feet. The climate was much like San
            Francisco, never very warm or cold.

                   I felt great sympathy for Colombian employees. Very few public
            schools are funded by the government. There was a high birthrate and
            employees realized that, unless their children were literate or had some
            education, they would be condemned to compete for jobs with hundreds
            of others. As a result, even a laborer would contribute a small part of his

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