|The Cathedral de Immaculata Concepcion in Barichara.|
|A view from the Mirador area of Barichara, during a last|
walk with my pal, Isabel. The clouds seemed to be as heavy
as my heart about leaving.
|Looming thunderstorms and late afternoon setting sun|
created this wonderful contrast as seen from my apartment
in Barichara, a few days before leaving.
But the strike closed the main road to Bogota, making it impossible for me to get there, unless I was willing to ride as far as Tunja (about halfway) and then get off the bus and drag my suitcases (there were plenty of them!) about 7 kilometers in the hopes of finding another bus on the other side. Oh, and the 'war zone' of strikers had to be traversed as well - unhappy and resentful men who probably would assume it was a 'rich gringa' passing by them with all her luggage. Does this sound like a safe way to get to my destination?
|Milk being delivered in Barichara.|
|Flowers still covered with the rain from the night before.|
We had a nice walk about the area where he was staying, including a delightful lunch in the huge mall - Thank you, Andres!
Another time I would like to spend a few days in this city because there is much to see and it also has a long history in the growth of Colombia.
|The virtual library in Bucaramanga and buddy, Andres,|
crossing the street ahead of me.
|In Bucaramanga travel was not restricted by the strike,|
but there were a lot of sympathetic events and messages.
|My ceramics professor, Jaime, and my buddy, Andres in|
Bucaramanga. We were just walking back from the library
and saw Jaime who also lives in Barichara... small small world!
|Sunset view from the Nuevo Dorado hotel in Bogota.|
|Hotel room showing twin beds, and there was another|
room with a double. WiFi was free and everything was
very clean and proper. 10 minutes from the airport!
|I fell asleep remembering a nice walk to Steve's with tea,|
laughter and a lovely sunset over the Andes.
|This time the sunset was fused with delicate pinks.|
|Taxiway in Bogota as we were departing. The new airport|
is a pleasing improvement from the old one.
It wasn't until the plane was on the runway about to lift off that I finally was able to relax because I felt in my heart of hearts that the situation with the farmers was not going to be easily resolved and could escalate. (UPDATE 9/8/13: The situation is still volatile with the police sometimes creating more of a problem than a solution as in a recent report of tear gas and bombs being used on the protestors near Cauica, SW of Bogota.)
|Last bit of sunlight reflected off a cloud somewhere over|
the middle of the U.S. as I was flying westward.