¡Qué maravilla de lugar!
Aquí la naturaleza es frondosa, colorida, festiva. El lugar de las frutas imposibles, de las verdísimas montañas cársticas, de los escarpados cafetales, del “Realismo mágico” de Gabriel García Márquez.
Colombia desborda alegría. Esas noches de salsa hasta el amanecer. Esas chicas hermosotas, sensuales, que pasean por las calles, embutidas en ceñidos pantalones incapaces de contener tanta exuberancia.
¡Qué gente tan afable! Con qué exquisita humildad se entregan a sus trabajos tan mal pagados a nuestro parecer, y con qué amabilidad se prestan a ayudar a quien pueden.
Pero es también la tierra del horror mudo, de las calles inseguras donde se camina con miedo, el campo de batalla de una guerra interminable entre numerosas facciones. Todos contra todos. Las FARC, los paramilitares, el ejército, los distintos cárteles de la cocaína, los grupos revolucionarios… ¡Sálvese quien pueda! La propia riqueza de Colombia es el origen de sus horrores. El dinero de la cocaína ha cegado a todos los bandos combatientes de su guerra sin fin.
Son víctimas de una de las ironías de nuestro mundo: “Cuanto más rico en recursos es un país, más mísera es su gente”. Que se lo pregunten a los ciudadanos de esos países bendecidos con el petróleo: Arabia, Kuwait, Emiratos, … O a esas riquísimas Zaire, Venezuela, Rusia Guinea, Sudáfrica… Al final, si no eres parte de la aristocracia, lo mejor es nacer en eriales yermos y montañosos como Suiza, Gran Bretaña o Japón.
La mayor parte del mes lo hemos pasado en Cali. No es fácil explicar cómo esta ciudad es tan alegre y viva a la vez que compite en el ranking de las ciudades más peligrosas del mundo. Precisamente para dificultar los atracos, aquí está prohibido llevar a un hombre “de paquete” en la moto,(en el asiento de atrás). El caso es que con una media de 4 asesinatos diarios es muy arriesgado caminar por las calles fuera de ciertas zonas y horarios. Casi todos nuestros desplazamientos los hicimos no ya por taxi, que también tenía su riesgo, sino por Uber, aplicación que identifica todos los datos de tu transportista y que además gestiona su pago evitando trasiegos de efectivo.
MODISMOS COLOMBIANOS:
-Bien pueda
-A la orden
-No más
-Mijo
-Mande usted
-Con gusto
Hace 6 años Chimo, Alejandro y yo recorrimos el país de norte a sur, recupero aquí el reportaje de ese viaje:
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And I come back to the blog !!! If only to go away counting this trip backpacking in my early holiday. The destination well worth.
I like Colombia! But what most friendly people!!!
Colombia tastes like tropical fruits and a coffee, cumbia sounds and a whale. Here live and mixed Indians, black and white. Llega desde las playas del Caribe hasta la selva amazónica pasando por las montañas de nieves perpetuas, Es el país de Shakira, de García Marquez, de las FARC y de los grupos paramilitares, del honrado Juan Valdés y de los cárteles de la cocaína, A pesar de todo un país relajado y alegre de gente encantadora y chicas preciosas.
Uribe was, the last president, Colombia which made quite a safe place. The guerrillas, FARC, en sus orígenes de ideología marxista, (today and without ideology, without support among the population, perhaps fighting only by inertia) carry over 40 años dando guerra por las selvas y zonas rurales. The atmosphere of insecurity was such, that created numerous paramilitary groups, soon became new actors on stage, financed with cocaine, Todo esto añadido a los grandes cárteles de la droga, with their own armies, and, course, Colombian army himself. Many cocks for one pen.
Under Uribe's two terms, with substantial assistance from the U.S. and many tough, se diezmaron las guerrillas y fueron matando sucesivamente a los líderes de las FARC, Among them the ·”Mono Jojoy”, del que supieron que había encargado unas botas, I put a GPS in the heel and as he threw a missile located.
Well, already well, I mess with the story but what is going to count the trip…
The three conquerors. |
españoles y en paro, clear |
“Totis”: Tó tiraos, with cardboard
in the Paris airport
En la ciudadela no vimos apenas colombianos residentes. We were two sides: Legion of tourists and the legion of hustlers. Namely, juices vendors, gum, coffee thermos, beverages, shiner, scribes, beggars…
PLAYA BLANCA
We doubt very much whether or not to go, we thought it would be a turistada. And finally decide they, to bad we have taken a boat ride.
Amos pall !!! And by the way, we get the all clear to put everyone in the dark, this you can sign in to be! |
Alejandro, alias “The sex bomb”, in one oblique approach quickly
established contact with the two chicas llamadas
Alejandra.
Maroma boat taking less than a hair figa. |
Pues no nos defraudó, turns out to be as turistada as we feared. Fuimos on a ship filled to overflowing with tourists, llege and the one on the beach that hardly veins of the arena so there was gente..
If we tried to deploy each towel would have been impossible. More than a beach seemed colon street in rebates.
NOZZLE MANGROVES
On our fourth day we went to Nozzle, and we took a gondola ride through the mangroves.
! Go fuck! Both romance pa anythin!
Chimo Comment: I had plenty in the boat to leave the couple on a romantic stroll. After the ride got cream mutually.
Josan: Filthy lie!!!
Alex: I'll tell you privately what's between Josan and Ximo and because their friendship lasts from military service. That alone and heterosexual I feel on this trip.
Our gondolier was a big man in color, (black color) with the suggestive name of Diogenes. A local sober and done to their land.
I think eventually the phone asked Chimo, but I'm not sure.
Certainly, so that tells Diogenes, Mangroves are trees with aerial roots that go up and down and form a proper habitat, así como túneles del amor y similares.
And across the mangrove Paradise Beach and beer at sunset… It would not be all suffer!
NATURAL PARK TAYRONA
To get to the campsite we had to walk an hour through the jungle, fail roads closer. This may appear any animal, toads like tennis balls, spiders XXL, alligators…
Immediately befriended Joseline, Alonso and Barbara, tres chilenos, simpatiquísimo gorgeous it and they also. With them, y con la singapureña Mariana estuvimos todo el tiempo.
El lugar es una maravilla, spent four days sleeping in hammocks on the sand. Tanto nos gustó que casi ni nos importó el que acabáramos todos medio intoxicados y diarreicos.
SANTA MARTA
Although just spent a day wondering, Santa Marta liked
Park lovers. Ayyy… |
The last word in music. Here you can find any hit parade. |
And otherwise, butterfly. We're going to Bucaramanga. |
BUCARAMANGA. COUCHSURFING.
The couchsurfing is a great invention. Es una red social mundial en la que contactamos todos los que ofrecemos a los visitantes alojamiento gratuito en nuestra casa o al menos nos ofrecemos para enseñar la ciudad o tomar algo. El mes pasado alojé en mi casa a Beth, a china Hong Kong, the experience was very good. Now, in Colombia are running every day with couchsurfers that take us hiking or salsa.
So far we have been left with 6 couchsurfers, which in turn have given us your friends. In part works as a chain of favors, many of them are very grateful for the treatment received by those who received them on their travels. We are delighted with all of them. They have been spectacular!
The first who offered his home to sleep and took us on the town was the beautiful and very young Natalia…
BUCARAMANGA, SALSA
The next couchsurfer in offering us out on the town was Diana, who introduced us to their friends Ricardo, Laura and Silvia.
The Colombian night we threw. |
Chimo intimando con Diana |
That time when all the girls are pretty |
Now! all conjoined. |
BARICHARA
Barichara, beautiful colonial town.
Poster on a home straight. If it was a house homosexuals would “your ass is my ass” |
From Barichara we walked to Guane, two short hours with good views. |
Refreshments in Guane |
And otherwise, butterfly. We're going to Medellin! |
MEDELLIN
The one that was most dangerous city in South America and the largest based drug cartel found it ugly and ramshackle. Stresses at the center Botero Square, filled their deformed statues.
Add legend |
On this trip we played asses and tits. |
would be to ask a girl you just met in Spain: “What is your marginal rate on income?”
Well loved Medellin. |
Medellin spans several mountains. |
How not to remember our friend Europeu? |
MANIZALES, ADOPTION OF MAURO
And we went to Manizales Medellin, the city that we liked in Colombia and in which we have stayed more days.
In the bus to Manizales met Mauro, left, an Argentine boy who had been traveling in South America only. All of his group had already returned, and somehow inspired us tenderly, like a kitten in the rain, so innocent… poor, we struck a chord and adopt…
The next afternoon Mauro, always unsatisfied, He managed to meet these two transients. To the night and had funky with Diana.
Chimo is between Lorena and Diana, in case you had not noticed. |
Monument to the colonists |
With Lorena, a lovely girl. |
MANIZALES. TOMA REGGAETON !!!
El reggaeton, as we have seen, is to practice all the Kamasutra but with clothes and music. They do not use condoms, but should. The lyrics of the music tends to be simplistic and suggestive, type ” all night making love” or ” takes,, gimme more…”
La manera más habitual de bailarla para el tío es meter la pierna entre las de ella hasta que se quede encajada, with one hand clutching the ass, con la otra haciendo círculos en el aire, and providing uniforms to the pelvis Wiggles.
Eso sí , if after a night dancing reggaeton a boy and a girl were in a hotel room, da por seguro que será para hablar y conocerse mejor, have no desire for more.
Pero aunque parezca mentira también pusieron alguna con letra del tipo: ” Christ, Christ, saved us by dying on the cross…, I swear!, and also sang it as they danced with their churris! aunque era más bien salsa que reggaeton.
Pues a bailar reggaeton nos fuimos con nuestros compañeros de habitación, Tesa London, Michele and Joel Dublin, Diana and Lorraine,
Joel, Lorena, Josan, Alejandro, Mauro, Chimo. Below Michele, Tesa and Diana. Lack Mariana, couchsurfer that took the picture. |
Mauro pollinating all South America. We will leave the lost! |
We had to lay evil drink. |
Joel snuggling Chive. Lorena wondering: “What does kiss me?” |
VISITA A UNA HACIENDA CAFETERA EN MANIZALES
On our visit to the coffee we discovered two things. A, that coffee comes from a bush, that looks a bit raw cocoa, I very carefully selected and then toast and grind… we, que no salen las cápsulas de Nespresso directamente del arbol.
So looks the cafe on the ground |
And the other I was the biggest disappointment after the Magi:
JUAN VALDES… …THERE !!! Resulta que es un actor que cada
a time change on the other, by some castings acojonantes. So far there have been three different.
Mean, something like 007 but with his mule instead of hot chicks. Aquí tenemos a los dos ultimos Juanes Valdés:
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Back to Manizales we Mauro pollinating around and left with Laura, Pretty couchsurfer who invited us to his house in the mountain.
In what layer is this house? |
With Laura, in Manizales. |
Pablo Neruda dijo de Manizales que era una fábrica de atardeceres. |
SNOWY UPLOAD RUIZ VOLCANO, UP TO 4.800 METERS
We spent two days among the 4.050 and 4.800 meters, with a cold that bothers the rough. By going with backpacks were not carrying too much equipment and we have almost all the clothes we had, summer, setting both.
Here are the pics:
Ground Water mattress call |
Isabel Snowy Peak |
The second day we went hiking with all the inconveniences of altitude sickness. Headache, choking every few meters, cold as hell…
Luis Fernando, show guide. |
LAST STOP: CALI
Cali View from the Mirador de San Antonio. |
You are what your dog disgusting leaves here! |
Our hostel with its inner courtyard |
In Cali we back together, however fleetingly,with our favorite giggoló, Mauro, who walks very busy…
Greengage, couchsurfer very enterprising, taught us some secrets of Cali. But then, we can not have.
Then we said goodbye to Mauro, that goes to Ecuador, to spread their seed around there I guess. A hug and good luck enthusiastic trip, hope to see you soon!
These Colombians do not stop dancing. Dancing in the street for all ages. |
CALI, LAST NIGHT OF SALSA
Qué bueno conocer a Karen, couchsurfera, and a Jeimy, Elizabeth, Nataly, y compañía !!! Nos llevaron a la discoteca TIN TIN DEO al cumpleaños de Violeta.
Con unas chicas encantadoras y tan bailongas, two bottles of rum and salsa Cali, In the evening we returned to confuse…
With Elizabeth, Jeimy and Karen. |
See you soon !!! |
1 comment
José Manuel Basildo
1 June, 2018 at 17:12 (UTC 1) Link to this comment
¡¡¡¡Qué forma más genuina de contar tus aventuras!!!! Me río y me divierto mogollón con todas las peripecias que cuentas. Súper divertido e inspirador. Je je. ¡¡¡Cuídate, crack!!!!