Today will be another travel day through this amazing country. As a lover of mountains, central Colombia is indeed addictive. In a mater of five days I went from 3200 meters on Monserrate in Bogota, down to 250 meters in Honda, a small but extremely strategic community, straddling the massive Magdalena river. The heat and humidity was stifling, but the community relaxed and incredibly friendly. After two days of enjoy a pool, interesting architecture and watching people fish in precarious rapids, I took a minibus back into the mountains up a crazy, winding road (where three of the eight people on the bus were vomiting), over 3600 meters and down to Manizales at 2100 meters.
And then yesterday I went up (in the fog) to the Park of Snow – Los Nevados (something rather unique in the tropics) where the active Nevado del Ruiz volcano limited our ascent to 4400 meters.
So… Wow. Aside from volcanic rock, the rest of the environment is so green as to almost assault the senses. From bird to plantations this country is alive and feels very wild. 40 + years of rural civil war has resulted in rather developed cities, but poor inter-urban infrastructure.
People still talk in lower voices when discussing the military factions, but collectively Colombia appears to be breathing a sigh of relief. Perhaps now monies can be directed away from arms and invested into infrastructure.