I spent three days exploring the areas around San Agustin, one more day than I intended. I must admit that now I’m a little over seeing statues at the moment, at least for a few days however it was very interesting.
San Agustin itself is not very interesting but the statues certainly are and the surrounding countryside is beautiful.
So today I headed off on a day trip to see the Salt Cathedral in a small town about 2 hours, via public transport out of Bogota. There were meant to be some others from the hostel going as well but due to the drinking games the previous evening that rapidly deteriorated. Well, let’s just say I was the only one who got up.
Not to say I didn’t start out participating in some of the ‘games’ however showing some restraint I didn’t stagger out of the hostel to hit the bars later in the evening. Given most were well and truly intoxicated before they went out I am sure you can imagine the state they were in the next morning.
So I headed off by myself.
It was a rather relaxed start to the day this morning since most of the places I’ve stayed in here in Colombia and Venezuela unlike there counterparts down south do not offer breakfast.
That generally means every morning getting up and heading straight out to find something for breakfast. Unless you brought it the night before. I do not tend to be that organised.
However this hostel offers breakfast, ok so one has to pay for it but at the end of the day it’s a great breakfast menu, it’s convenient since I do not have to cook or find it and I’d have to pay if I went out straight off the bat anyway.
Surprisingly enough I got to Salento.
I had been told originally to take the bus to Pereira then change bus and get on one from there to Salento. However when I went to buy my bus ticket they advised getting one to Armenia then getting off the bus at the crossroad to Salento since the Armenia bus went straight past it. Apparently from there I could flag down any bus or taxi heading that way.
I was relying on the bus driver to remember and drop me off.
Ok this one is going to be short. Really short. Medellin is a bit of a party town and not really my scene. I’m talking major party town here. Most of my room mates do not make an appearance out of bed much before midday.
A couple of them do not appear until well after midday. Then they repeat the whole process again and again.
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