Finally! Oh no! Oh, yes.

After 24 hours of travel and little sleep, I arrived in Medellin. I slid through the airport, the English speaking (almost) taxi helper got me into a cab, and we sped downhill, and then uphill, for 40 minutes. OMG (as is said), we entered the picture I’ve had for a while of Medellin. Like waking up amidst a dream, but in the dream. From the plane I saw that the highways snaked, brightly lit, like rivers through the city. As we descended in the taxi, the barrios up the steep hillsides looked like densely lit electronic panels. In the US, the hillsides of cities have a less, and more sparsely distributed, light of the wealthy landholdings, thinning out from the tightly populated lowlands. Here the lights up the steeply slanted hillsides invoke vertigo.

We arrived at the place I had selected online. The driveway seemed almost overgrown and abandoned. The owners greeted me to  a place best described as shabby-chic Colombiano. I just felt the shabby part and had first-night nerves as I stumbled through an old villa that has seen better days and headier lives. Fortunately, I was so tired I crashed before I could worry much about the place I had almost randomly chosen many thousands of miles away.


And this is where I had my morning coffee and reconsidered last nights exhaustion induced qualms.




The house is an old museum that once housed a rollicking bunch of artists. Their spirit occupies the place, despite the rather austere Christian descendants who now eke out a living repairing the old pianos left behind, and hosting travelers. In one of the above photos, that would be the piano-man repairing one of many in a room across from the breakfast table. One can only imagine the party scenes that reputedly took place in that room between with the white piano and wonderful fresco on the wall.


After arepas and eggs I wandered the grounds a bit. Something I have missed since Vietnam is orchids, and bees and bugs and, well, tropical gardens. I’m told there are some endangered monkeys here, though I haven’t met them yet. Tropical colorful birds eat fruit from a branch at the second floor of the house. Hopefully I’ll get photos tomorrow.

The usual arrival in a new country; elation, fear, and a bit of joy. It’s great to be on the road again. I think I’ll be sleeping for a few days, though.






6 thoughts on “Finally! Oh no! Oh, yes.

  1. Will you stay in Medellin for a while?

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    • I’m not sure. I’m in this little old museum space for about a week, and then will probably move into the city for a while. Maybe I’ll home base here in Medellin and travel around the country for a couple of months.


  2. It looks like you have landed at a very interesting and stylish place . I can’t wait to read you next post.


  3. Wow! Wonderful photos. And great observation about hills. I never thought about how in some countries the wealthy reside on hilltops while in others the reverse is true.

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    • There’s an inversion taking place here, as the hillsides become more accessible, and the valley floor denser and more diverse. The hillsides of Medellin have been occupied by the poor who flooded out of the countryside due to political and drug wars. They were, like the hillsides of Rio, the favalas, the poor barrios. They were a dangerous place. Now public transportation has tied them with the city, and they are being recognized as offering clean air and views. Similar things have happened in Rio, where the favalas were “cleaned up” in anticipation of the Olympics, and now are being seen as desirable real estate.

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