So much has happened over the last month or so that it’s become hard for me to keep track of exactly what I’ve done, where, with whom — and whether I’ve done these adventures the justice of writing about them. I realize I’m backtracking a little here, but I have about 2000 new photos to edit and sort through, and timeliness has never been my strong point, anyways.
I know I’ve written a bit here and there about my trip to Cali in May — mostly food-related, since that’s the driving factor behind the majority of my travel-based decisions. But Cali is more than just fruity, ice-creamy treats and women with an impressive commitment to intense plastic surgery enhancement — though those are both important cultural factors. I spent most of my time in Cali at the house of my friend’s family, involved in wedding-related festivities, so I didn’t have as much time as usual to do touristy sightseeing. Still, I did manage to capture a few non-nuptial snaps, both in the city and on the gorgeous, exhaustingly long bus ride back to Bogotá.
Sadly, I don’t have any creepy photographic proof of any of the plethora of impressive fake butts parading around Cali at all hours — you’re just going to have to imagine them for yourselves.
One of these things is not like the other ones…
This is some sort of important plaza, but I was obviously only paying attention to its top half.
Silly cat, that’s no place to try to camouflage!
Mountains! Thank god, now I feel at home
Look, clouds, I left Bogotá to try to get away from your kind
Artsy street photo, courtesy of my friend’s 9-year-old cousin/amateur photographer
Even the laundry in Cali has more color and personality
That does not look like a sustainable roofing situation
In case there wasn’t enough overt Catholicism for you, we’ve got these three giant crosses!
Hilltop obleas just taste better
Pretty panoramic nighttime views? Check!
Obligatory hilltop church, complete with monastery
Obleas and city lights — all a girl really needs
Rosaries for sale near the basilica in Buga, about an hour outside of Cali.
Virgin statues, always hiding their faces and playing hard to get
The famous basilica del Señor de los Milagros in Buga, a site for religious pilgrims
Catholic services: in which I never really know what’s going on
Seriously, even this kid is better at this than I am
Guardian angels and whatnot
Playing with the sports setting on my camera during the bus ride back to Cali
On the 10-hour bus ride back to Bogotá, we passed through the ominously-named “La Linea”
I’m not entirely sure why it has that scary name: it’s basically just the three-hour stretch where the bus winds its way sloooowwwwwwly up and down the Andes
I have no idea. It wasn’t even the 4th of July!
The reason you can’t see anything here is because we’re so high up, we’re actually above the clouds
Midday mist rising out of the mountains
Generally, I do prefer being able to see the sky. It’s just a comfort thing
Thumbs-up to you, too, definitely-bored Colombian soldier with your giant mountaintop flag!
Just your typical large roadside waterfall
At this point, I could probably make an album exclusively of photos of palm trees. Can’t stop, won’t stop
Now, with even more palm fronds!
Colombia: the country that looks good from every possible angle
Those wires are the only evidence that other humans exist up here. And this road we’re driving on, I guess.
This looks like a perfect place to stop and enjoy a drink with one of those little umbrellas in it. Or a jugo de mora
Oh, so this is who the wires are for!
Clouds, just doing their usual cloudy thing
Stop the bus! I need a roadside mango!
Why do clouds always look especially dramatic over plains? Do they have some kind of deal worked out?
These ones, too!
But if the sun sets, how am I supposed to look at all these pretty things?