Colombia: Highlights❤️

On a High in Colombia🌄

Now that we are back home, it’s time to reflect on our Colombian odyssey and our three months of backpacking around this jaw-droppingly beautiful country. Colombia is a very large country, almost 17 times the size of Ireland (with a population 53 million) so even in three months, we didn’t see it all …or even most of it.  It is also a very varied with  snow-capped mountains, smouldering volcanoes, sweltering jungle, lush rainforest, white-sand beaches on two coastlines (Pacific and Caribbean), lunar-landscape deserts,  coffee plantations, vibrant cities and colourful mountain towns.

For all its beauty, Colombia suffers from an image problem, being synonymous with violence, drugs and corruption and perceived as an unsafe country to visit. However, during our travels, we found a welcoming place with friendly people, good infrastructure and excellent value for money. We never felt under threat and we met quite a few solo women travellers who had no incidents. We meandered independently by bus with no real ‘plan’, booking accommodation as we went along usually the day before or sometimes on the same day, free to stay longer in places we liked…the ideal way to travel.

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Our Journey (roughly in red)

Favourite Experience The Lost City (Ciudad Perdida)  

Ciudad Perdida (Lost City) is often billed as Colombia’s answer to Machu Pichu. It is just as spectacular, remote and mysterious but there is only one way to get to the Lost City……and that is, by foot, on ancient paths and tracks hiking through protected indigenous land. It can only be done as part of an organized guided group on a multiday hike, carrying your own luggage. You have to sweat to earn the privilege of visiting the Ciudad Perdida or Teyuna as it is called by the native people. Well worth the effort.

Favourite City Medellin

Medellin Cable Car and Red Roofs

Medellin was the most fascinating and interesting city we visited in Colombia. It is also probably the most well-known Colombian city, famous for all the wrong reasons because of the popular Netflix series, Narcos, a story of corruption, violence, and Pablo Escobar.

Two words sum up Medellin – tragedy and transformation.  It was once the most dangerous city in the world, topping the tables for the highest rate of murder and kidnappings in the 1980s and 1990’s but now it regarded as the most fashionable Colombian city and the one with the best quality of life, attracting tourists and digital nomads.  The city sprawls along a narrow valley and climbs steeply into the surrounding mountains with a near perfect climate, often called the place of Eternal Spring (in contrast to the sweltering heat of Cartagena or the chilliness of Bogota). It also has  a fabulous transport system with inter-connected metro, cable car and bus.

Best Wildlife Experience….Birdwatching in Camarones

Notice the Scarlet Ibis

Colombia is famous for its birdlife, more species than anywhere else on the planet. We spent a couple of nights in Camarones, a tiny coastal village on the Caribbean and a bird sanctuary. This was an amazing place, very tranquil with a gorgeous beach but the highlight was the birds who put on a dazzling display in the early morning, fishing, feeding and fighting for scraps from the fishermen’s’ nets. The Scarlet Ibis was such a vibrant red that it looked photoshopped.

We also had a close encounter with a cute anteater in the Tatacoa Desert and a sighting of a puma on a hike in the Los Nevados National Park near Salento

Best Drink Cocktails in Cartagena.

As Colombia is justifiably famous for its coffee, you’d think that our best drinking experience would be coffee-related but alas, no. Most of the best beans are exported leaving the dregs for the home market. But we found something better than coffee in tropical Cartagena  where women with mobile carts served up potent mojitos and margaritas (€5 for two😍) . It was also a place of music and dance of every genre, of eating and drinking outside every evening to the beat of buskers, the click of heels and the passing around of a hat for tips.

Best Meal Ancestral Food in San Augustin

We ate a lot of rice and beans. Lunch is the biggest meal …. Menu del Dia is available everywhere and typically costs about €3.50. It usually consists of a big bowl of soup (usually lentil, veg and bean) followed by a plate of rice, bean (frigoles), salad and chicken/pork/fish and also includes a glass of fruit juice and sometimes an arepa, a cornbread which is eaten at most meals. They will usually throw a fried egg on top instead of meat if you say you are vegetarian.

We found good vegetarian restaurants in the big cities and  fish on the Caribbean but mainly the food is fine but not mouthwatering. The best meal we had was in San Agustin at a tiny restaurant run by an indigenous family where the mantra was that ‘food is medicine.’ We ate a meal of local vegetables, freshly cooked and lightly spiced, served on a banana leaf, washed down with aromatic herbal tea  and followed by a nut and passionfruit cake. While we ate, the owner played the flute and drummed to aid digestion. Unique and delicious and it seemed to cure my rumbling stomach issues.

Best Beach: Rincon Del Mar

Rincon del Mar

Quiet sleepy Rincan del Mar, a small fishing village on the Caribbean, was our favourite beach. Soft white sand, some shady palms and glorious sunsets

Favourite Water Experience Bioluminescence

The highlight of our week in Rincon del Mar, a small fishing village on the Caribbean, was a sunset boat trip to swim with bioluminescent plankton. As darkness descended, we made our way through a labyrinth of shadowy mangroves into a secluded, almost secret, area of sea. When we jumped into the water from the boat, something magical happened. Each of our movement created a glittery solar glow of bioluminescent plankton. We were shining in the inky darkness of the water as if we were lit from within. (No photos because we don’t take our phones into water any more after our experiences on our last trip to the Philippines 🙄)

Best Sleeping Experience.Hammocks in the Desert/ High-rise Apartment in Bogota

Hammocks in the Desert, La Guajira

We stayed in a wide variety of places and the standard of accommodation was generally very good. In dusty Cabo de la Velo in the northern desert we slept to the sound of the ocean in hammocks, strung up in a breezy open-sided structure, loving the novelty of sleeping in the open-air wrapped up like hibernating animals. The wind blew strongly, swinging the hammocks and there was a desert chill in the depth of the night but it was surprisingly comfortable.

View from Bogota Apartment

For something completely different, we spent our last nights in a small studio apartment in Bogota on the thirteenth floor in the city centre with stunning views of the city and the surrounding hills and a swimming pool and jacuzzi on the roof. (Our most expensive accommodation by far at €37 a night)

Best Homestay ….Homestay in the Mountains

Warm Kitchen, Warm Heart

The best hospitality we received was in an isolated farmhouse (Finca Jordan) in the Los Nevados where we stayed on the second night of a 3-day hike. We arrived at about 4pm in heavy fog which lifted almost immediately to reveal the mountains, steep walls of grey rock with a waterfall tumbling down. There was a riot of flowers bedecking the simple house, agapanthus, geraniums, roses, carnations and red-hot pokers. Our quarters were a green and blue shed with an attached bathroom and a shower with hot water (a real novelty). Our host invited us into her warm kitchen, where we sat on a raised platform with our feet level with the stove. She plied us with coffee, tea and hot chocolate and piled our plates high with more food than we could possibly eat, brimming bowls of lentil and veg soup, rice and sliced avocado and vegetables (all of us were vegetarians). She fried long slices of bananas on her stove, covered them with slabs of her own homemade salty cheese, garnished them with spring onions from the garden. Simple but welcoming.

Most thought-provoking Experience…. Jeep tour in La Guajira

La Guajira is a remote area in the extreme north-east of Colombia, bordered by  the Caribbean Sea on one side and  Venezuela on the other. It is famous for its surreal desert landscapes, beautiful beaches and giant sand dunes. It is home to the indigenous Wayuu people, who have a tradition of weaving, particularly woven bags.

On our 3-day jeep trip, there were frequent ‘road-blocks’, usually a rope strung across the road and manned by children. The ‘tax’ was a small packet of biscuits or  lumps of panela (dehydrated natural cane juice). We had also bought bags of rice as a more healthy alternative to sweet things but what the people really wanted was water. The wild beauty of the area was mesmerizing but it was distressing hearing the kids asking for drinking water. Water has always been a scarce and precious resource here in the desert, even when the sparse rains were reliable and predictable. But prolonged drought has greatly exacerbated the problem as well as the damming of a river in another area and the diversion of water for coal-mining.

Best One Day Hike, Waterfall Hike, Jardin

We spent a glorious day chasing waterfalls on the Siete Cascadas Hike (Seven Waterfalls), a looped one-day hike. It was challenging at times with ropes required to haul ourselves up and down some of the steep slippery slopes. It was worth every second for the tranquillity, the bird song and the beauty of the waterfalls that sometimes gushed and other times rippled over green-mossy cliffs.

Most Mysterious Place San Augustin

Meeting the Ancestors🤣

San Augustin’s claim to fame is that it has the largest archaeological site in South America standing in a wild, spectacular landscape overlooking the mighty Magdelana River.  There are imposing stone statues and petroglyphs (stone carvings), a series of burial mounds, cobbled paths and terraces. This is all that remains  of the mysterious civilizations that disappeared long before the arrival of the Spanish. Archaeologists are still puzzling over the nature and symbolism of the hundreds of stone statues scattered over a wide area. Were they making offerings, a form of protection, a bridge to the spirit world or simply pondering on life and the afterlife?

Favourite Architecture Basilica Jardin

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Inside

Colombia is a devout country  and most of its architecture is religious. Its churches and cathedrals are some of its most impressive buildings in every town but they also tell unique stories. Jardin is dominated by an imposing and very beautiful Neo Gothic church, situated in the central plaza, full of food stalls and music in the evenings.  It was built from local stone in 1872 and apparently when it was about to be built, the parish priest asked each of his parishioners to bring a stone equal to the weight of their sins. Obviously a lot of serious sinners in Jardin.

Favourite Art Experience Graffiti Bogota

You don’t have to visit art galleries to experience art in Colombia. Graffiti is an integral feature of expression all over the country. Bogota’s walls and buildings are an ever-evolving canvas of brush, paint, marker and stencil, most are spectacularly beautiful, some are political and others are simply art for art’s sake. While Bogota is famous for its graffiti, every town and village that we visited had walls decorated with interesting art.

Favourite Small Town,,,,, Jardin

Jardin….Horses and Drinks

This is a difficult one as we loved most of the small towns in the mountains. Its difficult to pick one but I’m going to choose Jardin, which very aptly translates to ‘Garden’. This quiet place was nestled in the mountains amid small coffee plantations, banana trees, rivers, waterfalls and grazing cattle. The town was  brightly painted with a large flower-filled plaza and an enormous neo-Gothic church. Although there were some tourists, it had a lovely laid-back feel with ‘cowboys’ riding into town for a few beers.

Biggest Surprise Ciclovia

Even Sunday morning, something strange happens in the cities and towns all over Colombia. Large numbers of streets are closed to motorised traffic from 6am to 2pm, leaving the streets free for cyclists, pedestrians and rollerbladers. The people take to the streets in their droves.  Nor is this a new ‘green’ initiative, the first Ciclovia (as it is called) happened in 1974 but it has expanded in the last decade.

Biggest Disappointment  Caribbean Sea

Rare calm conditions on the Caribbean Coast

Apart from the coffee, our biggest disappointment was the turbulence of the Caribbean Sea. We expected calm turquoise waters with crystal-clear water which would be perfect for swimming and snorkelling. Instead we got rough, washing-machine conditions with churning sand which meant that visibility was poor and many of the beaches were unsafe for swimming.  We were on the Caribbean Coast in January and February which is the dry but windy season and we were told by locals that at other times of the year, the waters are indeed turquoise and tranquil. We took a boat trip from Rincon del Mar to do some snorkelling and here far from the coast, the waters were clear and turquoise but the coral was damaged with very few fish. Several islands off the coast, especially the San Andres archipelago, are reputed to be idyllic but as the only means of reaching them was to fly, we didn’t visit them.

Dogs, Dogs, Everywhere

With the death of our beloved Rolo on New Years Eve after his thirteen years of unconditional love, we were particularly susceptible to the charms of the Colombian dogs with their friendly temperaments. We were accompanied by affable dogs on all our hikes and beach walks – self-appointed guide dogs

So another adventure has ended and we avoided a really wet spell of weather in Ireland while we were away. Its always a little sad when a trip comes to an end but the thing that we love about home at this time of year is the gorgeous blossoms and the sense of nature awakening after a long and wet winter and of course the stretching of daylight day by day.  In Colombia with its geographical position (the Equator runs through the southern part of the country) the days are always about twelve hours with dawn at about 6 am and dusk at about 6 pm. Here’s hoping that summer 2024 will be a long sunny one.

Thanks for accompanying us on our travels. It was great to have your company.

Until next time  – adios amigos🥰🥰

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Colombia: Highlights❤️

Colombia –  Ruins, Rivers and Desert Rain🌵

Sometimes it’s an adventure just getting to a destination.  Popayan, with its many churches and white buildings, was full of religious visitors for the many Pascal processions and Easter ceremonies but we left its busy streets to head to San Agustin, a small town not far from the border with Ecuador.  Why did we want to go to San Augustin, a place that was slightly off the Gringo Trail? Well, a young Swiss couple and an older American couple that we met along our travels, both told us that it was their favorite place in all of Colombia, so we felt that we had to go there.

We had been pleasantly surprised by the level of comfort on most Colombian buses with their  ample legroom and seat allocation ….but not on this journey. We crammed into a small bus with stained green velvet covers and set off on our 130 kms journey south to San Augustin. This bus had all the hallmarks of a well-rattled boneshaker. Caoimhin’s knees were wedged against the seat in front, my elbow was out the window so that we could both fit in the narrow seats. The journey was scheduled to take an optimistic 4 hours, but the bus-driver admitted that the time was variable and depended on road conditions, part of the way took us on dirt roads through the Parque Nacional Natural Purace, with its ring of volcanos and deep canyons.

The windows on the bus were so dirty that they were almost opaque and so the scenery, which was probably spectacular, was just a blurry green. The journey wasn’t too bad for me until we reached the uneven dirt-road part although Caoimhin had almost lost feeling in his legs. It started to rain and the driver danced the bus around the road to avoid potholes regardless of the oncoming traffic and blaring horns😲 Luggage spilled from overhead bags with the constant shuddering, some potatoes rolled down the aisle and a small dog whimpered in the arms of a man in the seat opposite us. We stopped at a roadside restaurant after the dirt road bit so that our generously proportioned driver could munch his way through soup and a hearty portion of rice and goat stew, I managed some water and a bite of cheese empanada (a kind of south American pastry). But after five and three-quarter hours, we arrived in San Agustin and creaked off the bus to make our way to our Airbnb, a steep uphill 1km from town.

San Agustín was a small traditional place where wandering goats were common in the streets and the houses were brightly painted, where farming was the main occupation…as well as chatting, they were big talkers.  It was deep in the Andes mountains, a place of steep terrain, high peaks, and yawning canyons. In many ways, it had a Garden of Eden feel, papayas fell from the trees outside our accommodation, mangoes were ripening on the bushes, there were oranges, coffee and bananas and a whole host of flowering shrubs There was rain and lots of it every day but there was also heat and sunshine with cool mornings and chilly nights…we even needed a blanket on the bed. We spent six days here and the longer we stayed, the more we liked it.

San Augustin – Goats and Graffiti

San Augustin’s claim to fame is that it has the largest archaeological area in Colombia with imposing stone statues and petroglyphs (stone carvings) as well as a whole series of burial mounds, cobbled paths and terraces. This is all that remains  of the mysterious civilizations that disappeared long before the arrival of the Spanish. Archaeologists are still puzzling over the nature and symbolism of the hundreds of stone statues scattered over a wide area. Were they making offerings, a form of protection, a bridge to the spirit world or simply pondering on life and the afterlife?

We visited an isolated site on a dramatic hillside overlooking the Magdalena River where a two-thousand-year-old petroglyph stood. Both arms were held up either in wonder at the surrounding beauty or in dismay at the destruction in the world. But when there was only an oral tradition and the original purpose is long-lost in the mists of time, everyone can bring their own interpretations. Centuries from now, will future generations wonder about us when our words are lost on obsolete computer devices?

Two Thousand Year Old Petroglyph, San Augustin.

Given the ferns and grass growing on the stones on the hillside, one has to wonder what other figures may remain hidden away from modern eyes.

One interesting point was that everyday spaces were not separated from the great tombs, people lived around the funeral centers, life and death existed in a state of constant interaction with many rituals for the living and the spirit world.  

Easter was also a time of ritual and celebration in San Augustin. The beautiful church in the main plaza was not just full on Good Friday and Holy Saturday…..it was overflowing with fold- up chairs arranged in the aisles and in rows outside the church door. A huge screen was set up in the plaza outside the church and the prayers and singing were broadcast to the town during the week. There was a candle-lit procession through the streets on Saturday evening at about 7pm but normal business continued with shops and businesses still open….people were getting their hair cut and eating in restaurants as the banners and statues passed by.

Watching the Easter Processions

This wild dramatic landscape was shaped by stone and water. Five rivers have their birthplace in the region including the mighty Magdelena, the longest river in Columbia which flows north for 1525kms until it reaches the Caribbean. We have crossed and recrossed it many times during this trip but now it was time to get into it. We booked a rafting trip for Easter Sunday to finally get up-close and personal with this important natural phenomenon.

About to get wet, Rio Magdelena

Anvil, another very talkative man, picked us up in his jeep to take us to the river on a cloudy overcast Easter Sunday morning. Our rafting companions were a lovely young Colombian couple. Luis and Dhiana. Luis was big and strong, and looked like someone who could handle the raft single-handedly. I was delighted thinking that I wouldn’t have to pull my weight on the boat but appearances can be deceiving.  Luis feared the water and had only recently begun taking swimming lessons.  He and Caoimhin started as the ‘captains,’ but after we nearly capsized at the first two rapids, Dhiana and I were promoted to the front seats and the lads were demoted and it became a less exciting trip after that as we navigated the rapids without too much incident.  But we had such a great laugh, and it was a thrilling way to view the stunning scenery and watch the flitting birdlife. Tough work on the shoulders, though.

Our next stop was Villavieje, a little town almost at sea level at the edge of the Tatacoa Desert, the second largest arid region in Columbia and a seven-hour journey from San Augustin. We arrived at about 4pm – the last section on the back of a jeep – and stepped into a dense sleepy heat. Immediately we were missing the freshness of the mountains, unused to such energy-sapping conditions after all our weeks at higher altitudes. Fortunately, our hotel had a nice pool (€25 a night including breakfast) where we cooled off with a family from Bogota and their two small boys.

The Tatacoa Desert is famous for its clear skies and is designated a ‘clear skies zone’ with observatories dotted on the landscape. Some give astronomy talks and we jumped at the chance to learn more about the night skies and to look through giant telescopes. Unfortunately, when we arrived at the observatory for the nightly tour, it was closed, maybe because of the gathering clouds and the small distant flashes of lightning.

In Colombia, there’s always a dog in camouflage
Wrinkled Gullies, Tatacoa Desert
The Grey Desert

I already said that it was one of the most arid regions in Colombia but not while we were there. The rain started at about 8pm, quickly became a downpour that lasted all night with thunder and lightning that blinked the lights several times and finally doused the power altogether. This meant that there was no air conditioning nor fans all night in temperatures that were a windless clammy 30C. It was hot rain in the desert.

The rain had eased to a drizzle the following morning when Ramiro, a tuk-tuk driver that we hired the night before, pulled up outside our hotel at 7,30am. Breakfast was the usual scrambled eggs and arepas (a corn flatbread which is ubiquitous in Colombia and eaten with every meal).  We set off on our trip to the Tatacoa Desert, which isn’t a true desert – and not just because of the rain we experienced – it is a dry tropical forest of rock with a landscape of canyons forming stunning dry red and grey labyrinths and deep gullies. Ramiro only had two words of English – ‘money’ and ‘Wow’. He loved money and Wow! was what the tourists said when they saw the desert. It was truly an outer worldly place where the red and grey colours were interpersed by the vivid green of giant cacti or other bushes. Its also home to snakes, scorpions and a wide variety of birds. We saw the birds but not the snakes or scorpions but we were delighted to see a very cute anteater.

The rain had turned the clay surface into a slippery sticky mud that caked our shoes so much it was like walking on heavy stilts. On the other hand, the clouds kept the temperatures to a manageable 30C which made walking among the wrinkled lab a more pleasant experience.

Now we have arrived in Bogota in damp drizzle and 17C for our last weekend before leaving for home on Monday evening. We are back to where we started three months ago, having experienced so much in mountain, sea and desert. This time we are staying in the city centre in a thirteenth-floor apartment, with views of the mountains and the city streets. The small apartment is a well designed, insulated box with a rooftop pool, restaurant and jacuzzi (which we haven’t used yet because of the cold and damp but the weather is set to improve tomorrow). It’s the most expensive place we have stayed  at €37 a night but then cool and trendy doesn’t come cheap🙃 It’s  very different to our usual sort of place and we are certainly older, shabbier and more disheveled than most of the young slick clientele but that doesn’t bother us in the least😀

Thanks for sharing the journey with us. Hope you enjoyed it as much as we did.

Hasta luego, amigos , 💕

Colombia –  Ruins, Rivers and Desert Rain🌵