Casa Nephila Villavicencio

... a laid back time. To stay in this Estadero called Estadero Playa Rica was $5,000 Colombian pesos per night per person in a tent; also they have a few rooms, in low season it's not necessary to make a reservation, basically the place was for us only. Talking about the restaurant service, the typical fish to eat is called "Cachama", has very good flavor and can be cooked in different ways, deep fried, or with "guiso" (onions, tomatoes, herbs, garlic, and more ...

... after making a huge effort to go. It was not dangerous for Mellisa to go but me , yep yep yep. No white people .The obvious joke of painting me black and all that was said.No black people have blue eyes tho so that genius of a plan was out the window.I wanted to see something cool as i was still disappointed after the Cotopaxi affair!! Also the amount of military around Colombia with people carry at least a AK47 is crazy i even saw i guy with grenade launcher ...

... with my other good friend Adam Moody. The two had sidled up to one of the city´s many beautiful plazas to watch a street performer. As a distraction one of the muggers had the brilliant idea of spitting in Pete´s face while the other took his wallet. But Pete must have asked for it. He hadn´t been on his guard for the infamous spitting muggers. All of these examples happened within a week and just one degree of separation from yours truly. Even Lili herself had ...

Este es un breve resumen de los lugares donde hemos estado hasta ahora. Salimos de Bogotá muy temprano un Lunes, Febrero 26. Despuès de 11 horas de recorrido en bus, por el cual pagamos $40.000 cada uno, llegamo a Cali en la noche a casa de Galia, la hermana de Boris. Allí nos quedamos hasta el Sabado 3 de Marzo después de haber pasado una semana rodeados de música, rica comida vegetariana ...

... streets to wander, and the rain, which has been a bit of a pain, but hey now that I am leaving the sun is coming out once again. Why am I not surprised? Because it can be no other way... Not really much travel stuff in here, only that the bus from Medellin was delayed and took 20h instead of 12, due to some landslide, but that is the way it goes, I am used to it now. So leaving on the ...

... was the rate. Had 2 TV rooms, lots of DVDs and a good kitchen. There were also the regular contingent of low term loggers, that one finds in these sort of hostels, which are set up to get you to stay on longer than one might normally. While there I looked around the town, which has a good collection of Botero´s (Medellin´s favourite son) sculptures in a square in the center of town. The metro also ...

OK, so I left San Agustín for Bogotá on what ended up being another amazing 10-hour busride via Neiva through the cordillera. Spent a wild night in Bogotá, which was very enthusiasticly celebrating Halloween. As I expected, the capital didn´t dissappoint and kept me from getting any sleep. Early Saturday my Colombian friend from the US came to pick me up at my hotel and we departed south for Villavicencio. We literally flew down the mountains for 2.5 hours and arrived in a ...

Our drive up to Villavicencio with Marcos and Pablo was a lovely one. They had offered us the opportunity of going with them which was great, from the point of view of both getting to know some Argentinians and also the fact that it is difficult to get a trip there from Uspallata. It took about an hour to complete the journey and took us up to a high ...

... really cater to your every need. They have a fully stocked fridge full of meat, cheese, bread, beer, juice, water, deserts, you name it. Book exchange, phone services, fully kitchen, laundry and free internet to boot. Smiles are also abundant and always free. Friday night I ended up going out with Ali to her freind´s restaurant ¨opening night¨. A gourmet burger bar located in la Zona Rosa (entertainment area with bars, restaurants, clubs, etc.). It must be noted that ...

... in Colombia). Fortunately, I did not have first hand experience of any such incident, despite being in Bogotá at a very sensitive time, just before elections, when kidnappings and bombing are apparently commonplace. The closest I came to danger was being told by people on the streets to put my camera away. But then again this has happened to me regularly since getting off the plane in January.