I ate plenty of good food in Colombia: mojarra frita, ajiaco, papa rellena… And I liked all of it (except for the disappointingly, blandly pithy hormigas culonas): But the food that I ate the most, the one that became part of my daily diet, that cheered me up on dreary days, whose regional variety and availability served as a starting point for understanding the great diversity within Colombia’s borders was…an oversized fruit snack. Hold on. Let me tell you the […]
Thank you BBC Travel for describing my hike in Cocora Valley: Colombia’s Valley of the Palms But I took more photos (click on any photo to open a slideshow): Somehow, even after 5 hours of hiking, I still managed to drag myself up to the overlook in Salento and then wander back to the hostel through the colorful town. Must have been the hot chocolate and cheese. Or the fried…everything. More un-extreme outdoor fun here: The Lazy Adventurer
“Wandering and eating in ________” sums up my usual day in a new place. But it feels especially special that I would/could do my ho-hum travel thing in Medellin because walking around looking at pretty things and happily snacking on fried carbs are not what always come to mind as activities that are done in this particular city. I won’t elaborate on what I previously thought one might do in Medellin because, well, I’m embarrassed. So here is what I […]
So Coveñas is not paradise – unless your idea of heaven is a sparse strip of past-their-prime, single-story concrete hotels hunkered down along the asphalt road from Tolú. Moldering patios look sullenly across a half-paved street and the sandy beach to the Gulf of Morrosquillo. The waves – both the temperature and color of tea with too much milk – come in quick and low, leaving a sad line of Coke bottles and DeTodito snack bags in their wake. Back […]
After a rough night in Coveñas, I was downright smitten with Tolú. I’d caught a bus on the side of the road in Coveñas and after a short ride I was greeted at the Tolu gas station by a swirl of bike taxis — every driver happy to overcharge me and my overstuffed backpacks for a ride to The Hotel Montecarlo. I bargained down to a price that was still too high (but maybe not, considering my pack is the […]
AguaLinda is a beautiful place full of beautiful people. Click on a photo to see a slideshow with full captions: AguaLinda accepts volunteers (check out their profile on HelpExchange or contact Pablo Acevedo for more info). The hours are long, but being involved in just about every activity – from sweeping floors before breakfast to putting away dishes at night – helps volunteers feel almost instantly that they are part of the community.
It was almost 10pm when my plane approached Bogotá, a massive glowing orange web framed by dark mountains and black emptiness. It seemed flat and strange from above and I wanted to be down there, in the city, in Colombia. … The airport was bright, bustling, and efficient enough that suddenly I found myself outside in the unexpectedly cool night. In the days leading up to the trip I had developed a healthy sort of anxiety about landing in a […]
La Jagua de Ibirico, about two hours south of Valledupar, is surrounded and supported by the coal mines that were developed in the 1980s and 90s. Venezuela is to the west, just over the dry, rocky mountains. Low, green cattle land stretches to the east, north and south. The bus driver asked me twice if I was sure I was sure that this was my stop. Click on the first photo for slideshow and captions.
AguaLinda is a non-profit foundation that provides residential and day programs for youth and adults with special needs. Read more at: http://agualinda.org/home.html. While I was volunteering at AguaLinda in early December 2013, we made strawberry and raspberry jam, which would be sold at an upcoming open house. Hadn’t made jam since I was a kid and Angela knocked out a batch in no time at all. Interested in volunteering at AguaLinda? Contact Pablo Acevedo through the AguaLinda website listed above, […]
I was scrubbing potatoes from the garden at AguaLinda — lots of potatoes. I asked Angela, who works at AguaLinda, what the heck we were going to do with all of them. She said mashed potatoes, french fries, and oooh, ajiaco. I hadn’t heard of it, but she explained that it’s a soup made with three types of potatoes: papa criolla, papa paramuna, and papa sabanera. We had plenty mashed potatoes and french fries during the rest of my time […]
Susana is from the north coast of Colombia but works in Bogota. She thought that for Christmas Eve day lunch we should have mojarra frita (fried fish), arroz con coco (coconut rice), patacones (double fried green plantains), and agua de panela (sugar cane juice). I agreed.
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