While born in Colombia, I was sent to the U.S. to study at the age of 12. No wonder every time I go to visit my family in Cali, the second largest city after Bogota, I regard the trip as a true adventure.
This July/August, the return journey was to celebrate my oldest brother’s birthday. The Calenos really know how to have fun. My sister-in-law hired a group of guitar players that sang common Colombian songs for hours.
We then took the floor for the rest of the evening donning masks and hats they passed out and danced the Macarenas.
One day later we were off on a five hour bus ride to a resort near the town of Armenia for more fun. It was the Hotel Campestre Las Bailarinas where we were served three delicious meals per day and enjoyed a variety of wonderful activities including horseback riding, swimming and hiking.
The hikes were led by a knowledgeable guide who explained the history of the region and the customs of the natives. I had most fun going through several water tunnels on one of the hikes.
There, after seeing the folkloric show depicting the proud coffee growers, we went for a cable car ride with the most magnificent views of bamboo forests and coffee plantations.
Gone are the days were traveling in Colombia was very dangerous.
The drug-traffickers and guerrilla groups seem to have moved to remote areas in the Andes mountains.
Contributed Guest Post by Colombian-born Al Kadosh, a dentist based in San Francisco.