Since leaving the mountains of Mexico, our eyes were set on South America. Many backpackers I met in Central America often reminsce of thier time south. Tell them how beautiful Mexico is and they would respond with a blink of an eye “Oh wait ’til you get to Colombia”. Browse long enough on the internet and you’ll find the beautiful photos of cyclists riding along the clear blue skies of the snowcapped Andes mountain. And so I’m so excited to just be here.
We arrived in Colombia, our first country in South America. I ramped up my education of Colombia by watching Narcos – that tv show about one Pablo Escobar sneaking drugs from Peru to Colombia and into the new world. Frankly, I was hoping the show reveals which route in the mountains the drug cartel drive their convoy smuggling the contraband from Peru to Colombia. I’m pretty sure the narcos choose the backroads. That would have been an interesting route to retrace and form a backbone of a route in South America. We arrived in Colombia without any planned route yet.
Our decision to start in Medellin was mainly based on my curiosity on how it was portrayed in Narcos. Of course the Paisas already long turned its back on those dark days but it obviously left an indelible mark on its collective psyche.
We ended up in the botanical garden as we walk around the city. Medellin boasts the only light rail transit in Colombia making going around easier than say Bogota.