So in the last 3 years I have now speant at least one day covered from head to toe in mud -- and it has been great. This year´s mud was the best by far! (I did love the mud festival in Korea -- but this was the best quality mud) It was the perfect consistancy. When I got in I just floated, better then in the salt lake in San Pedro. When I tried to stand I couldn´t touch the bottom -- but I just floated standing up -- very fun. To top it off there was a guy there to give everyone a massage in the mud -- yea!, and I was the only one there -- even better! (sorry I should have turned the photo)
Then at the end you walk down to a nearby lake and a woman helps you get clean :)
What a great way to end my stay in Colombia -- as bright and early tomorrow I leave (via sailboat) for Panama. To recap my time in Colombia -- it has been excellent. In Bogota I had a great time.
I loved the city. There government area and central square had beautiful buildings and more pigeons then I have ever seen in one place. (There may be more in Saint Mark´s Square -- but I have not been there -- yet)
I visited their biggest art gallery and their gold museum, which according the the LP is one of the best in the world.
They did have a fantastic collection of gold. However my trip to the art gallery was more entertaining -- why you may ask? Well, you see -- in the art gallery all the rooms were watched by men. In the gold museum most of the observers were women. Keep in mind this is Colombia -- the men are latinos. On top of that they have been given coins specially minted for the gallery to give to the guests of their choice. So it started out normally, but since I was reading the signs (all of which were in Spanish) the room guards started to talk to me. First, the second guy I saw just said hi and gave me a coin -- I thought that was nice. He told me that they were special for the museum. A couple rooms later a younger guy gave me another coin and used that as an excuse to start talking. He was cute and sweet -- about 20 -- he said he wanted to study English in Canada. The next guy was the kicker -- 2 rooms later the guy was about my age and cute. About 2 seconds after I entered his area he came up and started talking. He was so typically latino -- which means very flattering -- it was great. He also gave me a coin and then invited me out for a romatic night of dancing. I took his number -- to be able to leave his room. No (mom) I didn´t go out with a strange latino guy in Bogota at night -- I am not that crazy -- but it was fun flirting. When I got back to my hostel I found out that one of the guys staying there had also been to the gallery that day -- but he didn´t get given any coins -- so I gave him one. I had that thought while I was there -- probably only female torists end up with coins :)
I loved the city. There government area and central square had beautiful buildings and more pigeons then I have ever seen in one place. (There may be more in Saint Mark´s Square -- but I have not been there -- yet)
I visited their biggest art gallery and their gold museum, which according the the LP is one of the best in the world.They did have a fantastic collection of gold. However my trip to the art gallery was more entertaining -- why you may ask? Well, you see -- in the art gallery all the rooms were watched by men. In the gold museum most of the observers were women. Keep in mind this is Colombia -- the men are latinos. On top of that they have been given coins specially minted for the gallery to give to the guests of their choice. So it started out normally, but since I was reading the signs (all of which were in Spanish) the room guards started to talk to me. First, the second guy I saw just said hi and gave me a coin -- I thought that was nice. He told me that they were special for the museum. A couple rooms later a younger guy gave me another coin and used that as an excuse to start talking. He was cute and sweet -- about 20 -- he said he wanted to study English in Canada. The next guy was the kicker -- 2 rooms later the guy was about my age and cute. About 2 seconds after I entered his area he came up and started talking. He was so typically latino -- which means very flattering -- it was great. He also gave me a coin and then invited me out for a romatic night of dancing. I took his number -- to be able to leave his room. No (mom) I didn´t go out with a strange latino guy in Bogota at night -- I am not that crazy -- but it was fun flirting. When I got back to my hostel I found out that one of the guys staying there had also been to the gallery that day -- but he didn´t get given any coins -- so I gave him one. I had that thought while I was there -- probably only female torists end up with coins :)After the fun in Bogota I got on my last marathon bus ride to Cartagena, a coastal town. It is also fabulous. 
The town in really cute -- but the best part of this area is the day trip to the mud volcano. I came here to organize my trip to Panama -- via sailboat -- should be great I leave first thing tomorrow.
The town in really cute -- but the best part of this area is the day trip to the mud volcano. I came here to organize my trip to Panama -- via sailboat -- should be great I leave first thing tomorrow.
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