When it can't get any better, it does!
Trip Start Dec 30, 2010
84Trip End Jul 06, 2011
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Finally we are on our way. It's only an hour, we wind around mountains and no doubt through angelic countryside, but it's dark. Dropped off at Villa de Leyva, I walk in the wrong direction for 2 minutes, hear shouts of Gringo Gringo, turn around and head the right way. And wow! What a place I have come to! Old, unique, historic, divine! Walking to my hostel with two large bags, for once, was a pleasure! I smiling from ear to ear with the sights of this glorious old town. Simply sublime!
Hostel is great, well, it's more a guesthouse. I get my own room, a pretty large double bed, a towel, and a TV!! I'm supposed to be heading to Bogota tomorrow night, but I'm already considering an extra day or so here! It's time to feed the Tony, I head out, try to find a Spanish place that does famous Paella, but it's closed, I guess it it Sunday. I opt for a local Italian place and have lasagna and natural limonade again! It was pretty good, I got a seat facing out of the front door and watched the night slowly wander by. The town is alluring but also feels safe, there is army/police on every street, every corner, protection for the citizens but I think they're also there to stop people being idiots, like one woman who tried to park, badly, this young army kid gets his whistle out, blows constantly and shouts at her in Spanish, she soon drives by.
The night ends with finding the Dark Knight in Spanish and waking up to find Frodo Baggins in the movie. It's been a while since I fell asleep infront of a TV.
Miles walked 1.8
Temperature 28C 82F
Day 83 March 28 - Oh boy, I slept like a baby! So so good to finally have a long sleep and have no alarm for a bus or a flight or a sunrise or whatever! Just awesome! My body needed it! The place also has warmish showers, I forget the last time I had a hot one, but warmish will do. That's it, I've decided, I'm staying the whole day and will head to Bogota earlish tomorrow morning. I speak to the Hostel owner, she's sweet short lady, I notice she has a disabled child as well. He's confined to a chair, but they have a great house, a large courtyard garden and he seems happy enough. Very tough to run a hostel and look after a child with needs as well. I have great respect for this lady.
I read in my lonely planet about a French place that does fresh treats, I'm hoping they have crepes! My mouth is literally watering for the five minute walk to the place, and of course, it's not there, But opposite is a cake shop selling coffee, so I opt for a coffee, fresh orange juice (which came out after ten minutes, well not as long as in Mexico) ahem, and a muffin! A healthy breakfast! This old town is so laid back, is so relaxed that it is tough to motivate myself to do anything. I want to see more of the town in the daylight so plod around, but before long I'm back at my hostel for a post breakfast rest! Haha, my body is telling me something!
Hmm, it gets near lunchtime and I find a great place with outdoor seating and a tasty menu. I don't feel great from all the cheese last night so I opt for a Pasta pesto dish. Stupidly, this came out with loads of cheese as well. I'm all cheesed out, what with the extra cheesey doritos I've been eating on buses! While my food is being prepared, I sip on some more natural limonade and watch young school children splashing a dog by the fountain in the centre of the Plaza.
I spend a while relaxing, digesting and consult the lonely planet. Nearby is a viewing platform to get a better view of this old exquisite town. I wander up a steep hill and end up near a spa hotel. As ever, crap directions from the lonely planet. I did find an embankment to use to gain some height, but this was after walking around the area for 30 minutes, wandering into peoples gardens, walking down random country paths.
The houses in the area are just perfect. Not what you would imagine from Colombia, maybe a drug barron but not normal people living a normal life. This area is so made for people to live a long and happy life, I envy the beauty they witness day after day.
Well, seeing as I walked some and had a large lunch, you know what's coming next, yes, siesta time! Well, AXN love showing loads of CSI, NCIS ASIS, SIC and any other abbreviations you can think of, and a episode of LOST! I'm feeling sick, worse than earlier, I think I've had way too much cheese. I contemplate what to eat for dinner but when it finally comes around to dinner time, I settle for a soda. I think the JET ice cream (kind of like a choc ice) didn't settle well on the cheese after lunch. So, a relaxing night, no food but if my body doesn't need it, then I'm not going to argue. Like I blogged in 'When Angels Fall' it's not often when your body is craving for food for the energy.
A super relaxing day comes to an end. I set the alarm for 6am to grab an early bus to Tunja to get the connecting bus to Bogota. Somehow, I see that alarm being turned off!!
Miles walked 1.2
Temperature 25C 78F
Day 84 March 29 - I finally left the hostel at 8am! Ahem, there was a problem with the bathroom, the dog needed feeding, I hadn't finished that report, yes, I slept in and loved it!
Bags are packed, I walk to the bus but somehow my bags fall off my shoulder at the cake shop. Coffee, orange juice and a meringue cake thing.
Then I find my bags, and again, as my luck would have it, upon arriving at the bus station, found a Tunja bus and we left straight away. The route back to Tunja was dazzling, but one of those moments where getting my camera out wold just spoil the moment.,This moment is for me and I'll always remember the lush shade of green to the outstanding countryside of Colombia.
After an hour I'm in Tunja and again, straight on a large mini bus and heading for Bogota. I have no idea what to expect from Bogota, I'm thinking something similar to Lima and Caracas, but hoping for something like Quito. It's 3 hours on the bus, so I drift off, cuddling my possessions with some noisy young adults on the bus.