InterContinental Cali - Un Hotel Estelar
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Well I Packed up my bags and decided to head more south… Out of central Americas and into South America.
I Landed in Columbia. I decided to check out the city of Cali and the culture here.
The weather is pretty mild with little showers throughout the day.
The city s very clean and very nice. It has some very nice Hillsides along …
... buses don't run after the salsa clubs close so it actually makes more send financially and time-wise to just stay in the cheap hostel I was staying at in San Antonio. Unfortunately, I had my backpack so I couldn't take a bus (way too crowded in the morning and I also didn't have any cash, so I had to take a cab (more money spent). I chilled at El Viajero hostel until my salsa lesson, which went well. They are getting progressively better. Then, I went to get some sandwiches with Baby ...
... back to el Viajero for my second lesson. I felt pretty good about it afterwards. I learned five of the basic steps from Cali and did a bit of dancing with my instructor (not as awkward learning from a guy as I thought it would be, very professional luckily). I feel ready for some of the more interesting stuff like twirls and the cool moves you see in the videos. After my lessons, I headed back to my hippie hostel to relax and send some couchsurfing messages. I ...
... We had a good wander around the local neighbourhood scouting out restaurants and cafes for later use. The colombian locals were extremely friendly to us and kept offering to help with directions and a manner of other things.
We decided to move hostel to a newer one which didnt have many reviews, but certainly looked bloody nice in the photos. When we arrived we were gob smacked; this was hostel was the best form of accommodation we had seen since ...
... a few hours spent on their plastic chairs, the most horrific and frustrating conversation with a hideous Gringo scoffing chicken, we headed into a bar, danced the night away with some lovely Caleņos and freestyled on the accordion.
The next day we went to the park. Every person who walked past us stopped to shake our hands; first we were joined by Brian, supposedly a forensic scientist, who had been sleeping on the bench opposite us and ...