It was with great excitement and anticipation being in Colombia from February 2010. Five weeks later the experiences were much greater than I could have ever imagined. Pictures and videos have only captured some of the memories; the remainder will always be there vividly in my imagination to replay and tell others of these amazing times. The thrill of flying over South America after 30 years was astounding. Descending into mountainous Bogota and the words “welcome to Colombia” was just the beginning.
I suppose where does one start when describing such lifetime recollections? I will start at what was the most significant for me – the warmth and the friendliness of the people. It was just an inherent part of their spirit, an integral part of their culture. The sincerity, respect and honesty for each other’s comfort were extremely touching.
The appreciation for things that others in other part of the world take for granted – like water. The wisdom and skills of the people I met in the village of Mira Flores; a natural derivative of living off the land – skills and talents that gets dissolved in big-city life.
Then there was the richness of the land, producing a multiplicity of crops, vegetation, trees, flowers. The cascading mountains and valleys creating subtle climatic variations to support the astounding assortment of nature. The height and depth of the Andean mountainous journeys, creating roller-coaster effects, taming the spirit, and gave a deeper understanding of the explicit grandeur of creation.
Bogota it stretches the imagination.
Tranquility amongst the noise.
Horse-drawn carriages amidst the continuous flow of buses, yellow taxis and super-modern transportation. Fast with the slow.
Superb fashion fused with historic customs of clothing.
Extreme poverty amalgamated with affluence. Abundance in excess. An over-supply of destitution. All synthesized together in a homogeneous excitement
Colombia, South America. yes – the mountainous beauty tugs at your soul, the warmth of the people beacons unconditionally.