We left Guatape the afternoon of the second day rather than staying a third night, so we arrived in Medellin in time for dinner. We had a great hostel in El Poblado, close to the city’s main bars and restaurants. It seemed to be a fairly modern area, and it is clearly where everyone comes out to play. The rest of our group were going to a Thai place, so Nic and I had dinner on our own for a change, and took the opportunity to have a decent bottle of wine. After dinner we caught up with some of the others in a small bar and settled in for the night.
|rail and hail|
Rain aside, I found my tops thanks to a very helpful lady who was most interested in our trip and was nice enough to compliment my Spanish. Now I know full well that my Spanish is dire and she was just being kind, but it was still nice of her.
|some of the Botero sculptures|
|The Death of Pablo Escobar|
I did find the exhibit on poppies quite interesting thoough, ranging from the Haig fund to the cocaine trade
|poppy exhibition - drugs haul|
We wandered around some of the centre, and were surprised at the contrast with the area we were staying in. This part of town was far more run down with the poverty of the city far more in evidence. It was more interesting for it, but not as inviting.
Nic and I found a local place called the Beer Factory for dinner and tried a few local brews with varying degrees of satisfaction. But an early night was on the cards as we had a very early start in the morning.