Medellin, Round Two!
Trip Start Jul 06, 2005
31Trip End Mar 10, 2006
Bogota got off to an AWESOME start. The goal was to get there by thursday night to try to sort tickets for the Juanes concert (massive rock star here). Sooooo, we left Cartegena late afternoon, expecting to get there about 9 the next morning - 15, 16 hours. 32 hours later, MIDNIGHT, we arrive after the concert after what was just a fantastic bus experience. There was an accident on the highway and seriously everything just stopped for 12 hours, hundreds of buses and trucks stuck, as far as you could see in either direction! Couldn┤t keep the engine running or we┤d run out of gas, meaning...no air conditioning and like 30 degrees, at night, in a bus with a soon to be full to overflowing bathroom, and not really enough food or drink with us for that amount of time - blech pretty much covers it
Perhaps we just got off on the wrong foot, but Bogota was...ok. Nice enough town, well organized, clean, but nothing very exciting to do. Wandered for a couple of days, checked out a VERY cool museum, Bogota┤s gold museum, which traces the indigenous history of the region largely through 35,000 or so gold artifacts. Impressive for sure, and free on Sunday! Tried to go out and meet some friends of a friend of mark┤s back home but just didn┤t work out, bit of a bust night out in Bogota. Ended up giving up on the place after a few days and headed to....
The Salt Cathedral
Unbelievable. Enormous cathedral carved out of the remnants of a salt mine north of Bogota. Huge white-walled caverns lit tastefully with faint white, blue and green. 14 different artists created seperate rooms, and the place is actually used for mass once a week. Keep in mind this is quite a ways underground, into a mountain actually. Check the pics!
Aaaaaaaaand, back to Medellin
So we were going to go to this little Colonial town, but the bus connections started looking a little crazy, and Medellin started looking a little comfortable, so here we are, again! Went to another Nacional game on Wednesday with what quickly developed into our NEW Medellin crew (lost the game, but good fun). The game was meant to be sold out, but we got word of a restaurant that was selling tickets and had some left
"Hello, we called ahead for two-"
"Yah, back of the line"
"BACK of the line"
Crap, ok, now what. Try ONE more time. So I go up and talk to him again, struggling to make my point in Spanish, I tell him I┤m Marcos (tickets are under Mark`s name). The only bit that registers is the name, and he calls back uncertainly to some guy, hey Marcos is here?? They look at eachother confused, call back and forth,
Big shoulder shrug
"Sure, whatever, send him back."
Score!!!!!!! Should have seen the look on all the guys in line as we strode past with our tickets. Priceless, seriously.
Otherwise basically been hanging out with friends we made last time, did a little spanish study at the public library, played some futb˛l at the university with the boys, hit the zona rosa night club district all weekend, and generally rocked the hostel pretty consistently. Spent yesterday afternoon at the stadium; they have an outdoor workout area where absolutely all the coolest gangsters and drug dealers workout - at least this was my guess based on the number of scars and tattoos on display. Free for the public, a little bare bones but it works. Nothing like using two buckets full of concrete with a metal pole as free weights. LOVE..THIS...TOWN. Seriously, love it.
On to Quito in a couple of days, where they are already prepping for our arrival (stocking the bar, locking up their women, you know). Hasta la proxima,