Hotel Estelar Poblado Plaza Medellin

... While in a museum, I ended up getting surrounded by about 20 kids because I was from the US. The girl I was with got a little nervous at first but then warmed up to the kids. It was like we were Brad and Angelina. Ha ha!! After a day of strolling around seeing the sites of Medellin, we split up and planed to get back together that night for dinner and whatever. Kiwi and I booked it to her hotel and went out for a fun evening. No dancing though. Kiwi ...

... Both Danny and I needed a wiz, and it was way to far to go down to the toilet. Typical gringos, ******* on tourist attractions.
Once back at the hostel we went out for a menu of the day meal, and then to Hooters for some beers. I had never been to a hooters before, and I can never return to another hooters because hooters Medellin is possibly the best hooters on earth!
Colombian women as so, so, so, so HOT! Its unbelievable. I want a Colombian wife.
After some beers ...

... a short trip out of the city yesterday to Sopetran where I spent most of the day hanging out (literally!) and went paragliding to absorb the beautiful views over the valley in between the towns of Sopetran and Santa Fe Antioquia.

Santa Fe Antioquia is virtually untouched with cobbled streets and whitewashed colonial houses... and seems to be slightly off the beaten track which means you can get away from the gringo trail. If I had known about this place before I ...

... out with everyone. During the days we checked out the city, which is much more modernized clean, and organized than other places we have been in Colombia. Maybe it was just an illusion created by these aspects, but the city seemed extremely safe, especially where the hostel is located. Medellin is the only city in Colombia that has a metro system, and it is probably the cleanest and nicest train system I have seen in ...

... walked there and asked for it, the nearest he could get was a Correspondencia office and so in he goes and takes a ticket and after 20 mins is told he cannot post them there. After asking where he goes to the Metro Mall which has the office, wrong again try outside and a block along. It has moved again it is now two blocks back and round the corner, still no joy. At this point after 1.5 hours he decides to give up and goes to get the metro back when he finds another ...

... reminder to all of you reading this... every single person reading this is privileged. You should be happy, ecstatic really- to be who you are. You have been educated and are able to read. You have options and opportunities in your life that millions and millions of children can not even fathom. Please look around you- and for at least a moment... see everything that you have and know that you are truly blessed. *btw- the photos of the family from the Quilotoa Loop are Jessica's family.

... in The States"! From Medellin, I made my way to a slightly-higher elevation--to Rio Negro (above Medellin--close to the airport) for a 1-night stay before flying back to the USA. I particularly-like this area--full of "fincas" (small farms) set amidst green green surroundings and imparting a slower pace lifestyle full of smiles shared with locals! All for now! Back to having too much fun to take time to write!

... coffee,..I cant get enough of the stuff!!! Headed back to the centre to buy gifts,..before heading to the bus terminal and on to the airport for our 10 pm flight. In a flash we arrived in Guayaquil, Ecuador which was a very strange feeling.. Pretty sad to leave Colombia it was a fantastic adventure and I would love to explore more,..plus it was great to share it with Carolina;)

English at the bottom Por si todavía no nos habíamos dado cuenta de que estábamos en Sudamérica un viaje de 16 horitas en autobús para que nos vayamos acostumbrando a otro tipo de distancias. Eso si nada que ver con los chicken buses de Guatemala, sino que autobús con reposa piernas y aire acondicionado y un par de estupendas teles que no se saben si funcionan o no porque nunca pusieron una ...

... of stone steps, winding down the steep and narrow hill. It was like we were in a different country. There were several black kids on the street, struggling to get up some of the steps, looking at us with curious eyes. The homes were really poor. Very bare and unstable looking. There were tiny footbridges crossing the open sewers, and sometimes there was no real foot path and we had to climb over rocks and mud. I remember feeling thankful that it wasn't ...