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... so he was able to translate things for me. The drive to the park was spectacular. Again, it was constantly uphill and twisting and turning. I'm surprised I haven't become more car sick, but so far I have felt pretty good. Filippe had us open all of the windows in the van so we could acclimate to the weather. I must say I did pretty well among my Colombian tour mates. We made a breakfast stop at ...
... on visiting, has sucked us in, holding us here with the kindness of its people, its banging loud Salsa and Merengue music blaring on the highest volume setting possible in the taxis, jeeps and out on the streets, its coffee, its natural beauty and surprises around every corner and banana tree. We GOTTA get out of here before we never do!
... interesting I thought and certainly made me thirsty for coffee. The farm we were on was 170 hectares big and full of coffee trees.
We had lunch here also and were welcomed by the friendly staff. It was perfect for down time with hammocks and sun chairs all around.
We then left the farm and get back into the jeeps to recover the bus and headed into Manizales city. The city is only 200 years ...
... hurt like hell.
Back to the hotel where we checked out at 1pm and heading to the airport for our flight to Manizales.
What was a scheduled 3.50pm flight from Bogota ended up being a 4.45pm departure. We were on the plane from the scheduled time however taxied for close to an hour for some unknown reason. Our plane, a Fokker 50, sat 2 and 2 but was practically empty so it was time ...
... just been more polite than me :-)
The guy kept harrassing us to drink more wine (we didn't) and started talking about dancing. It was so obvious, but scary too because the other guests were no longer there and we were alone with them in that spooky hotel.
Anyway, after Fedra warned me I immediately agreed we should go to the room. We did, but still had to refuse the drunk owner's offers for more wine and dancing a few times.