Taking in the Sights of Medellin, Colombia

A city of 3 million filling a valley and sprawling up the encircling foothills of the Andes Mountains. During the day, the colors are warm orange, foliage .green and baby blue. On the eighth floor, our room is level with the distant mountains, offering a birds’ eye view of lush growth filling in any available space between and above the teeming array of terre cotta apartments, tenements and shacks. Thus far I have not seen 1 solitary home.

The metro system unites the villages above city-proper with cable cars like ski lifts dangling above the metal roofs which are often held in place (or not) by stacks of bricks, old tires and garbage bags full of what– I can only guess. It is surreal.

People, people, everywhere… Walking, bicycling, crazy wild on motorcycles, hanging out of impossibly crowded busses, standing room only on the metro, and disappearing into the swarm of yellow taxis all over the place! Even in jammed traffic, I am impressed with the lack of road rage– never a harsh word, have I heard.