On the 11th, I spent the day in bed until we left the hostal at 4 pm via taxi to go to the bus terminal in Santa Marta where we caught a 16 hour, yes sixteen hour! bus to Medellin-
The bus was like an airplane, complete with wifi and a screen where I think you could watch something but I just slept... just about all the way! The seats recline but it was still hell. There was a bathroom with only a urinal and you weren't allowed to do number 2. Not sure what one would do if they really had to go. And, believe this: we only stopped twice!
We arrived in Medellin around noon and went straight to our hostel where I went straight to bed until today October 13th.
A bunch of us went on a Pablo Escobar tour. I have only watched 2 episodes of Narcos but Glynn recognized everything we saw from the tv series. Our guide was a police officer from 1990 to 2000 and said if Escobar came after you, it was bribe or bullet. About 50.000 people died during his reign. He worked at airport security and was asked to 'look away' for 5 minutes while they slipped Coke onto a plane. For that he made 3 million pesos. There was always a price tag on your head as a police officer.
Escobar was like a Robin Hood in his barrio-
Our next stop was the cemetery. He's buried in a family plot-
It's a pretty strange cemetery-
Others decorate with flowers but most are just plain-
After the cemetary we went to the La Catedral which was a prison. He couldn't be extradited to the US so he stayed in this luxurious "prison'. There was a football field, a giant doll house for his daughter-
A helicopter landing pad-
Jacuzzi and waterfall. It's rather run down today-
Furniture from his bedroom-
It took 45 minutes for the photographer to take this photo 'behind' bars. Escobar wanted to show the world he was truly in prison, which he wasn't really. He couldn't stop laughing because of how he had duped the world-
Another one of his homes-
The 3 hour tour ended up being almost 5. It is unfortunate that I could only understand about 70% of what our guide said. It was weird how he said Escobar's full name, like about 4 names just about all the time. He also told us he was a cop during this time yet he would only have been 17 or 18 years old. Well, whether what he told us was the truth or just a made up story was interesting and I guess I'll have to stomach through watching Narcos.
On our way home, we drove by-
And it was a 15 minute walk from the hostel. What a cult of a store! Locals were dressed in their HD gear, smoking pot and drinking beer out on the street. People inside were buying hundreds of dollars worth of goods. A woman wore a vest that was covered in HD pins and she was buying another pin as well as shirts and a bag.
I then forced myself to go to Plaza Botero because even though I was feeling horrible, today was my only chance.
Plaza Botero contains 23 sculptures donated by Botero and it was opened in 2002. They are huge and so lovely-
Next I went into the museum. Wow!
Raymond Mason's 'Roma'. It's made of resin and is 3 dimensional-
This is all paint brushes-
Looking forward to Guatape tomorrow!