The building has lots of art, produced by Caro's aunt. Most of it is a blend of photography and painting and photoshop. Pretty neat stuff.
Friday, August 07, 2009
Durespo
On Thursday, we toured Carolina's grandfather's store/warehouse. He runs a company that imports machinery from Germany for farming - and the place is huge. He's obviously very proud of it, and rightly so. There are about 100 people who work there in different capacities, and the building is spacious and highly functional.
The building has lots of art, produced by Caro's aunt. Most of it is a blend of photography and painting and photoshop. Pretty neat stuff.
The building has lots of art, produced by Caro's aunt. Most of it is a blend of photography and painting and photoshop. Pretty neat stuff.
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Santa Fe de Antioquia
Santa Fe de Antioquia is a small colonial town, nestled in the mountains north of Medellin. We hired a small tour bus to pick us up in the morning. Here's Elisa with the bus:
As the bus tried to exit our driveway loaded down with all of us, the rear bumper bottomed out. Carolina's little 7-year-old cousin proudly exclaimed, "We're STUCK! One-hundred percent STUCK!!" As we waited for the driver to examine our situation, we caught this onlooker, standing on the street, maximizing his time by flossing simultaneously.
On the way, we stopped for breakfast at a roadside restaurant. We were treated to FRESH arepas, made right before our eyes, and an amazing view.
Lesley and Dasia at breakfast. And my finger in the corner.
After nourishment, we continued on to Punta de Occidente, with a pretty awesome suspension bridge high over a river.
Then we were on our way to Antioquia. Our first stop in the town was the hotel run by a friend of Carolina's father. It was extremely hot that day, so we thoroughly enjoyed the beautiful swimming pool and refreshing drinks while the cooks made us lunch.
After lunch, we ventured out into the village, where we shopped at the street vendors and explored some of the churches.
The streets were so narrow that 2 cars could definitely not fit down them, and our tour bus had quite the time trying to navigate around.
We were wandering the streets when school was let out for the afternoon, and it was funny to see the ice cream vendor park himself right outside the front door of one of the schools for maximum profit. I was able to catch a glimpse inside one of the classrooms, too.
The banner says, "Integrity is doing what is right, even when no one is watching."
I like it.
As the bus tried to exit our driveway loaded down with all of us, the rear bumper bottomed out. Carolina's little 7-year-old cousin proudly exclaimed, "We're STUCK! One-hundred percent STUCK!!" As we waited for the driver to examine our situation, we caught this onlooker, standing on the street, maximizing his time by flossing simultaneously.
On the way, we stopped for breakfast at a roadside restaurant. We were treated to FRESH arepas, made right before our eyes, and an amazing view.
Lesley and Dasia at breakfast. And my finger in the corner.
After nourishment, we continued on to Punta de Occidente, with a pretty awesome suspension bridge high over a river.
Then we were on our way to Antioquia. Our first stop in the town was the hotel run by a friend of Carolina's father. It was extremely hot that day, so we thoroughly enjoyed the beautiful swimming pool and refreshing drinks while the cooks made us lunch.
After lunch, we ventured out into the village, where we shopped at the street vendors and explored some of the churches.
The streets were so narrow that 2 cars could definitely not fit down them, and our tour bus had quite the time trying to navigate around.
We were wandering the streets when school was let out for the afternoon, and it was funny to see the ice cream vendor park himself right outside the front door of one of the schools for maximum profit. I was able to catch a glimpse inside one of the classrooms, too.
The banner says, "Integrity is doing what is right, even when no one is watching."I like it.
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
A Day at Maribel
Carolina's grandfather named the estate "Maribel" after his sisters Maria and Isabel. It began as a farm, surrounded by many other farms, but now there are only factories and apartments surrounding the land.
Each day we begin by waking up and rolling out of our beds.
We then walk to the kitchen and ask Luz to make us breakfast.
Breakfast consists of arepas (thick tortilla-like pancakes made from corn, yucca, or other similar things) on which we put butter and fresh mozzerella, and eggs with tomatoes, onions, and seasonings. Accompanying this is hot chocolate!
Then we change and head out to the pool,
or to lounge in the hammocks for a bit.
Elisa:
Dasia:
Lesley:
There's also a huge yard for walking around in
and seeing the animals.
Then we eat lunch, and head out on some sort of afternoon adventure. Today, we took the metro
to the Botero museum
with its fat statues. "Gato":
Then we took the cable cars up the eastern mountains
where we saw the beautiful new library
and caught a great view of the mountainside. You can see the side of the cable car station on the far right, and just to the left of that you can see the cables (like a gondola at a ski resort!), and then the houses upon houses. Tia Viki told us that it used to be an even poorer part of the city. But when they built the cable car system, it really improved because it took people minutes, instead of hours, to get to jobs in the city. The houses began as stacks of cartons, then people started building walls, and then building on top. Not very safe. And now they finally even have electricity and plumbing.
Then it was time to head home with the little cousins, Martin and Susie,
spend some time reading on the veranda,
and have dinner. Tonight was a fresh salad, fresh watermelon, arepas of all kinds, a baked plantain-meat dish that was super-tasty, and lentil soup over rice. It got decimated by all 18 (yes EIGHTEEN) of us before I thought to take a photo.
After dinner, we sit at our homemade "internet cafe"
or relax in the hot tub downstairs.
Now it's time for me to get ready for the hot tub...
Each day we begin by waking up and rolling out of our beds.
We then walk to the kitchen and ask Luz to make us breakfast.
Breakfast consists of arepas (thick tortilla-like pancakes made from corn, yucca, or other similar things) on which we put butter and fresh mozzerella, and eggs with tomatoes, onions, and seasonings. Accompanying this is hot chocolate!
Then we change and head out to the pool,
or to lounge in the hammocks for a bit.
Elisa:
Dasia:
Lesley:
There's also a huge yard for walking around in
and seeing the animals.
Then we eat lunch, and head out on some sort of afternoon adventure. Today, we took the metro
to the Botero museum
with its fat statues. "Gato":
Then we took the cable cars up the eastern mountains
where we saw the beautiful new library
and caught a great view of the mountainside. You can see the side of the cable car station on the far right, and just to the left of that you can see the cables (like a gondola at a ski resort!), and then the houses upon houses. Tia Viki told us that it used to be an even poorer part of the city. But when they built the cable car system, it really improved because it took people minutes, instead of hours, to get to jobs in the city. The houses began as stacks of cartons, then people started building walls, and then building on top. Not very safe. And now they finally even have electricity and plumbing.
Then it was time to head home with the little cousins, Martin and Susie,
spend some time reading on the veranda,
and have dinner. Tonight was a fresh salad, fresh watermelon, arepas of all kinds, a baked plantain-meat dish that was super-tasty, and lentil soup over rice. It got decimated by all 18 (yes EIGHTEEN) of us before I thought to take a photo.
After dinner, we sit at our homemade "internet cafe"
or relax in the hot tub downstairs.
Now it's time for me to get ready for the hot tub...
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