I don't know how it happened that I am traveling so much in the first half of this year, but it's been amazing. I decided to become a nomad for life.
Columbia is the favorite country of my sister, she happens to live there right now so it's a necessity to visit - to experience the country by her side, understand why she fell in love with it. It was the first time that I did not prepare at all for a trip, and fully relied on her for all the planning (yes, it did feel a bit odd). Our itinerary: Bogotá, Villa de Leyva (a stunning, small jewel of a town about 3 hours outside of Bogotá, kind of like the Montauk of Bogotá I would say), and then the town where my sister currently lives which was more about experiencing her environment then anything touristy.
For me the old part of the city was a lot about doors. And colors. If Iceland was about black and white this country is about colors. And then there was a wonderfully somewhat morbid sentiment in the center. It reminded me of downtown Los Angeles before the boom, or also downtown São Paulo.
There is rain all the time every day, which creates those nice moments.
The tropical fruits were so good. I thought I knew most of what's available, but was a complete novice.
Villa de Leyva. What impressed me was how authentic it was. Even though this town gets so many visitors, their little community seems unphased. They are famous for their white ponchos, I got two and am still mourning over not having bought a third.
The only photo I took in my sister's town.
And I got into Colombian music:
I've had this Botero in my bathroom for years.